I was hipped out. Really though, I was. We lived in a slump part of town and I had LONG beautiful hair. We always had a grand time. Then we had to move... (Illegal issues)
I was really smart and serious, talked a lot and about weird issues. Didn't act very child-like. Never smiled. I also had a really good memory, and had over 20 books memorized. Very weird, since right now I can't remember what happened last night.
i can't remember anything from when i was little, it's like every year i get older, i forget another year from when i was younger. i do know i was a little brat. im surprised i turned out ok. and i always thought it was funny when my brothers and sisters pretended to be hurt. and i had the most beautiful long straight brown hair. but if there was anyone i didnt know, i was the shyest person alive. im still shy too. my best friend was my oldest brother. he says we did everything together but i hardly remember. that about all i can remember. oh and i probly wet the bed sometimes until i was 5 or so... thats normal though right?
i was listening to the beatles since the womb. I was raised on that sort of music, and my parents till this day are still hippies. at recess i would always yell at kills for killing bugs, or pulling grass. kids thought i was pretty weird, i was a "hippy" from the day i was born.
i dont remember what i was like, probably annoying but according to my mum i was an angellic baby who hardly ever woke in the night and my nan showed me pictures of me when i was four and i had really curly brown hair and loved painting lol
Same here Also... Was a very advanced reader, and liked to learn. Had a very sophisticated vocabulary Never had many friends, was always on the edge observing and thinking it was all insane. Utterly adored my little brother Apperance wise I was tall for my age (then stopped to let everyone catch up) and naturally blond. Not much diffrent to now really; just have more friends, aren't such a fan of my brother and need a bit of help with the hair colour.
haha i was constantly in trouble. What i remember most at that age was my folks letting me and my best friend (and current roommate) have run of the neighborhood on our bikes, and spending endless days biking trails with our dogs, wading in creeks, and playing street hockey all day and then by streetlight at night (games consisting of every kid in a 6 block radius).
I had some long crazy hair. Kind of like it is now. My favorite band was always led zeppelin and still is. Anything with an engine or wheels interest me back then. I never wanted to be like the other kids so I did the exact opposte that they did.
I was an only child for 9 years and we didn't have many children in the neighborhood, so I pretty much entertained myself. My imagination was endless. I believed in fairies and little gnomes, I kept crystals (my parents were forever on my case because I would climb up onto our dining room table and take crystals off of the old chandelier), precious stones that I believed were magic and a glass wand that when you shook it, purple stars and glitter swirled about, in a blue velvet drawstring bag that I kept hidden. I was always singing, always playing outside, always running about barefoot with flowers in my hair. I would make special "food" for the animals (consisted of water, leaves, berries, and twigs) and leave it out for them, thinking they would actually eat it. I had a squirrel in my yard whom I named Marshmallow, and she became so used to me that after a while, she would come right up to me, completely unafraid. I was constantly rescuing animals (we lived near a park), bringing home birds with broken wings, leaving milk or food out for the stray cats, and begging my mother to help me fix the animals that were sick or hurt (she was a nurse), but many times they would die during the night and my mother would tell me that they had gotten better and left so that I wouldn't be upset. I was in love with unicorns, I lived for my ballet lessons, and I was forever composing songs on the old organ that had been left in our house when we bought it. I would sit for hours and make up songs, or play songs that I heard on the radio completely by ear. I also had my head buried in a book whenever I had to be indoors. I loved to read, and I loved to write short stories and poetry. I refused to wear pants, I always wore a little dress or skirt, but I was known for climbing trees and playing in the mud whenever I had the chance, and catching toads and catepillars. I was always begging my parents to take me to the park, to go for bike rides, and to hike through the woods. I could stay in the woods all day long and be completely happy. I was fascinated with nature and how miraculous it was! I loved flowers, I would go and pick flowers out of neighbor's yards (bad girl!) because I thought they were so beautiful and I wanted to give them to my mother. I always felt so sad when they wilted, and always so happy when I noticed a new flower budding in our garden. I would talk to the flowers, convinced it would help them grow, and I swear it did.
I was really horrible child. I was crying all the time. But in my heart I was different. Now i have changed )
I was very antisocial. I guess I'm still kinda that way. I grew up in a yuppie area and I didn't fit in with others. I was in and out of therapy basically since the moment of my birth. I mostly watched college and nfl football. I still do. My favorite teams were the Kansas City Cheifs and Notre Dame Fighting Irish.
i radiated self-confidence, which is really the opposite of what i'm like now. i loved every kind of sport that i could play. me & my friend up the street would play basketball/football/baseball for like 6 hours a day, depending on which sport was on season. i would fake sick as often as possible, because i thought elementary school was boring. so i'd just sit at home and watch cartoons, then get mad when my mom wouldn't let me go outside in the afternoon.
That would have been 1966 - 1970. The heart of the counterculture... I wore orange and purple striped bellbottoms, had the longest hair of any kid in Webster, NY, and listened to John Denver while I got a contact high from my older brother. And I loved to wander around in the woods behind Ridgecrest Elementary School, talking to birds, catching caterpillars and tadpoles, eating cattail tubers, wild grapes, blueberries and peeing on trees. So I've been a hippie for almost 40 years. Yeah, I'm cool.
