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Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Day 16: Tell a story from your childhood. Dig deep and try to be descriptive about what you remember and how you felt.

Day 16: Tell a story from your childhood. Dig deep and try to be descriptive about what you remember and how you felt.

   I'm going to tell y'all about my absolute favorite memory from my childhood.

   Our red, single seater go cart was my favorite toy growing up. I couldn't wait to come home from school and ride that thing all over the yard, tearing up the yard as I went. Unfortunately, my dad was not so fond of it for that very same reason. Apparently, he made mention of this to my Granddaddy.

   I came home from school one day to find that Granddaddy has taken his tractor and cut a race track in the pasture behind my house! I'd say it was more of a maze than a race track because you could deviate from the path you were on and go on another. You could go as fast as you wanted around the curves because you would only run into a wall of tall grass. It was so much fun--until the grass grew up again.

   I loved that racetrack/maze so much!!

 

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