Memories From My Childhood

Memories From My Childhood

A Poem by Liliana

* Skipping  to school in new, red leather shoes on a warm spring morning - the soles make most pleasant sounds against the sidewalk.

    * Sledding in winter from the hill above our house; hands frozen; running into the house and holding my hands over a warm, wood burning stove; unbelievable pain; crying.

    * No electric power in our house on blackout evenings; lighted candles; stories; magical shadows on the walls.

    * Pressed blue school uniform; new crochet lace collar my mother made; fist fight with my best friend; torn lace collar; face dirty from dust and tears.

    * Two dolls; one old and beat up, with a hole cut in her mouth; the other new and untouched; both named Rose.

    * Climbing the cherry tree in our yard with my sister; picking big, red, sweet cherries; eating some; ornamenting ourselves by making earrings, necklaces, crowns with others.

    * Running very fast down the hill on a warm spring evening; two older cousins holding my hands; flying.

© 2010 Liliana

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The scenes were vivid and well written but I didn't really like the flow. It felt choppy and alien. Otherwise I really liked it.

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