Recently, I have been thinking a lot about my childhood, and after reading Louise's blog, I want to write about it. :-) (Did you see how I managed to link to her blog just then? :-) I am a genius! XD)
I remember my childhood rather well, actually; I still remember most of the places I used to go, the television programmes I use to watch, the books I used to read...
You probably don't know, but I grew up in Harpenden, until I was 5, when we moved to where we are now. I can still remember the playgroup I used to go to and hated, and I can still remember the day my Mum came along with me and I avoided her the whole day believing that was what I was supposed to do. I even still vaguely remember our house, which to me was a vast space solely for me to make a mess in with my toys. I can remember playing in one part of the living room with one toy and then getting bored, leaving the toy where it was and moving to another space in the room. :-P However, this may have just been a dream because I don't remember it from my perspective, but from that of someone standing in the doorway. :-P
I do, however, distinctly remember the day we first went to our new home where we are now. I can remember standing in the kitchen overwhelmed by the new house, thanking my Dad over and over for finding somewhere so nice. :-) (You see, my Dad had travelled down beforehand to find a house, so I, and perhaps my Mum, hadn't seen the house at all until this point. :-))
It's strange though, I can't really remember Harpenden itself that much, but I can remember St. Albans, where one of my Nannies lives, and other places where family lived. I can distinctly remember the shopping centre in St. Albans, The Galleria, which at the time, to me, was known as The Boarding, for reasons I can't really remember. Most people I ask about it have strong recollections of me always referring to it as The Boarding rather than its real name. The only reason I can think of why I called it that was the fact at one point they had an indoor play area in which they had some squishy platforms you would climb up, and from that I developed The Boarding, as the platforms were sort of boards, I guess. I'm not sure. :-P
Some pretty memorable things happened at The Boarding. XD The funniest was when my Nannie, who always used to take me to The Boarding, picked me up because I was making a fuss or something, and I stared screaming "PUT ME DOWN!! PUT ME DOWN!!", kicking and all that jazz, but this group of foreign people standing near us though this crazy woman was trying to abduct me, and were about to try and stop her when I finally screamed, after a few minutes, "NANNIE!! PUT ME DOWN!!" at which point they realised it wasn't abduction at all, but a misbehaving child. XD That made me laugh when Nannie told me about it when I was older; it must have been so embarrassing. XD
I can also distinctly remember most the books I used to read and the programmes I used to watch. :-) I used to read a LOT of books when I was little; right now in the garage there LOADS of books from my childhood hidden away, and a few in my room I used for a Graphics project at school. :-) I can remember a book about the seasons, one about a teddy bear who had a red balloon, one that taught me my first few words of French to do with the farmyard, one to help you go to sleep, and my favourite, a Jolly Pocket Postman book where he bumps his head and stuff. :-D I used to read these books time and time again. :-) I can also remember the first time I read Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone. :-D It was 2001 or 2002, so I was about 7 or 8, and someone had just got two sets of the first four Harry Potter books for Christmas, but they weren't too interested in reading them, so instead my Mum and I started reading them. :-) Each night we would read a chapter; the first chapter my Mum read to me, the second chapter I read to her, the third chapter she read to me, and then so on. We got to the point eventually where I started reading all the chapters to Mum, and then I started just reading to myself, and then when we got to the Prisoner of Azkaban Mum stopped reading the books altogether. :-L She never did catch onto Harry Potter, which is a shame. :-L
I always did like reading. In school whenever a teacher asked someone to read aloud, I would always have my hand up. :-) I can remember reading aloud one time in English, and speaking so fast the only way the teacher could get me to stop and let someone else have a go was to wait until I drew breath and quickly stop me. XD
I can also remember most, if not all, the programmes I used to watch as a child. :-) I used to watch all the regular shows for children, like Tots TV, Rosie and Jim, the Teletubbies and stuff, but I also used to watch other things like Blankety Blank. XD I didn't use to just watch Blankety Blank because my parents would watch it or something though, I was completely intrigued by it. This strange, flamboyantly dressed woman walking about making the audience laugh every few seconds, asking questions I never understood, I though it was brilliant. XD Yeah, I had a starnge childhood, growing up with Lily Savage. XD
It wasn't until I was quite a bit older I found out this woman wasn't actually a woman, but a man. XP I couldn't believe it. I can remember seeing Paul O'Grady somewhere and my Mum saying something like "Hey, look, it's Lily Savage" and me being like "What? Are you blind? That's not Lily Savage!" and then being told the truth about the matter. XD
It was like the time I found out Hannah Montana and Miley Cyrus were the same person. XD
By the way, I am currently listening to "There's a Floppy Disk on the Floor" by Tobuscus!! XD I am so addicted! XD I am also trying to play Minecraft because Toby played it! XD
That's about it for now,
I thank you,
Love Sarah <3 xx
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