Reminiscing about my childhood brought to mind joyful and some bad and sad memories. So! I'm rather going to focus on the good and joyful ones, there were many of those and hard to choose which to write about in my post for "My best Childhood Memory" until I read @lizelle's post on camping at Storms River Mouth in the Eastern Cape.
Lizelle and I lived in Port Elizabeth almost in the same area, we went to the same places on holidays as children, and shopped at the same stores, yet our paths never crossed, only years later in Durban, when our second child was born; that is another strange story how we actually met, we will surely write about it one day, Lol! we still can't understand the phenomenon of the circumstances on how it happened.
I remember as a child of around 6 or 7, going camping with the whole family, granny and grandpa, aunties, uncles and cousins, all congregated at the same place every year for Christmas holidays.
I remember the excitement of packing my fathers car, a little black Ford Prefect 1950 model with all the necessary items, all three kids sitting on top of pillows, blankets and everything except the kitchen sink, then driving off to Storms River Mouth camping site for the duration of the holidays.
We arrived at the camp site where my grandmother and uncles had already pitched the tent the day before.
"We've been here 5 minutes and you are already up to mischief, can't you just sit still for 1 minute," I heard my mother yell amidst my pain.
I wasn't in a very good mood for a few days after that.
My healing wounds didn't stop me though from exploring around the river mouth and swimming with my cousins and enjoying the sunshine and fun.
It was early one morning when I decided I was "A Mermaid", I went swimming with my uncle and was washed under a rock by the tide, I don't remember much about that morning, or how it happened. I remember waking up with my uncle beating me on my back, we were on the bank of the river and I was throwing up water that accumulated in my lungs.
"What are we going to do with you my girl," My poor uncle was shaking he hugged me with relief, "You gave me such a fright young lady," I hugged my uncle back, I was so grateful he was there to save me.
I think I had learned a lesson too that day, "respect the water", I wasn't going any were near that area of the river again, I remained close to my siblings and adults for the rest of the holidays.
I have wonderful memories of those holidays at Storms River Mouth, I remember my grandmother cooking delicious meals on a gas stove and made us kids pancakes on rainy days and told us ghost stories, scaring the wits out of us ,keeping us occupied in the tent.
I wonder if @lizelle wasn't perhaps camping next door to us, Lol!
It wouldn't surprise me at all.
I have many good memories of my childhood. This is just one that I thought I'd share with you for the #Bow week.
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That is the kind of memory that children should have. Sounds so lovely. I know grown ups now that still want to be mermaids haha.
Thank you @carolynstahl ,we had some good times back in those days, we were free to live life. Thank you for passing by, have an awesome day, remain free.
Eina! No wonder you remember that holiday! What a lovely spot. We spent a lot of time in the Kowie and Kleinemond. Such a lovely part of the world to grow up!
Thanks @fionasfavourites , we had lots of fun there, time just goes to fast for my liking.Lol! Thanks for stopping by, have a great day.
Awesomeness @artywink, it's no wonder you feel like a sister to me; the connection is just amazing and I believe there was Divine intervention! From day 1 when the postman put my parcel in your postbox... but I really believe that's a story we both need to share here some time in our own words😉
Oh yes absolutely, it was just amazing how it happened, no coincidence there,it was just meant to be. Stay safe my friend, have a awesome day.
Look up Weeki Wachee, Florida. Its an old school amusement park going back to like the 50s, where girls still train to be mermaids.
https://www.google.com/search?ie=UTF-8&client=ms-android-sprint-us&source=android-browser&q=weeki+wachee
Thank you @crrdlx ,will check the link out. Thanks for stopping by. Have a great day.
That is a beautiful mermaid tale, they told me that if I bathed on the beach without my mother's permission, I would become a mermaid. It was more of a warning and it stuck with me as something bad. Mermaids are pretty friends @artywink
It's amazing how childhood memories stick in one's head Lol! Thanks @isabelpena for stopping by.
Kids will always be kids. You swimming on the tar road must be a funny sight.
It sure was, very painful though. Thanks @positivesteem for stopping by. Have a great day.
Camping, road trips, kids piled on pillows in cars (before seat belts!), tents, and rivers.
Wait, maybe not a river. OMG. This is horrific:
Have you seen the 25+ year old movie Hocus Pocus? The 3 witches come back to life after 300 years, stepping out of their old house into the modern world. They see pavement for the first time. The blonde aims a toe at the surface, then exclaims, "Tis firm!" - so, not a river, after all. :) I don't know why I love that scene so much.... I love this memory just as much, Ouch-worthy as it is!
Thank you @carolkean the fact that there were no seat belts, crossed my mind too as I was writing. I was sore for days should have known better before diving off the grass into the road. Lol!had lots of fun though. Thanks for stopping by.
I got a good laugh out of your tar face plant (but that must have really hurt)!
I also wanted to be a mermaid.
Nice memories of your family vacations. I have that type of memory too, but we rented remote cabins - my mother would not camp, not with five children!
Great entry to this contest.
Thank you @owasco , it was actually very funny, I could read the expressions on the faces of the adults at the time, it hurt a lot for a few days lol. Thank you for stopping by, have a great day.
Oh boy, @artywink - you sure gave your parents a tough time. That tar on the face must have been so painful. Did it leave any scars?
Just a little scar on my elbow @christinepoulos unfortunately I was a very active and inquisitive child, still a bit like that today Lol!! Thank you for stopping by.
Relieved to hear that - it could have been bad if it was your face.