FREEWRITE: "I remember where I was when...."
Last night was a fantastic night for Canada. It's times like that that I am going to remember for a long, long time...times like that that make me proud to be who I am and from where I am from.
Hockey is totally Canada's game and I have many memories of "where I was when" special things happened. I remember where I was standing in the rink when the rockets won the Prov championship in 1995. I remember intertwining my hands in the wire (something my mom would have been ticked off about) and watching my Dad lean up against the rafter brace as he coached. I remember the crowd and how big it was and how proud I was to be from Raymore when the buzzer went and we won that game.
I remember national events as well. I remember where I was when Canada beat the United States in the Salt Lake City Olympics of 2002. I was in Hancock Hall, a dorm on the University of Maine campus. It figures that I would be in the USA when that happened! It's ironic that I was in Hancock because that is where I ended up living when I came to UMaine that fall-- I lived there for 2 years. I was as proud of my country then as I am today.
I know I will remember yesterday's game for a long time as well; sitting on the couch, nervous with heart pounding...not talking to my husband, who sat beside me but wore stars and stripes instead of the maple leaf. I will remember the roar of the crowd, the passion of the country, the emotion in my own heard that I know was shared by 30 million other Canadians... my elated feeling that this is what it's all about. It was an amazing moment.
I ember where i was when my baby brother (Akbar) was born. I was at home probably in bed reading. The next day after school i met hom for the first time.
ReplyDeleteI remember where I was when I was told my Auntie Madeline had died of cancer. It was a Wednesday morning when I was in 5th grade and I was eating my breakfast and watching TV. My dad came downstairs, but instead of getting his coffee as usual, he sat next to me and told me she had died in her sleep. I didn't know what to say or what to do. My dad's shoulders began to tremble and he started to cry. I never saw my dad cried before and it scared me a lot. My mom and sister came down and I watched as my 7 year-old sister started to cry as well, and I couldn't do anything to stop it. I remember the first person outside my family I told. Leah in English class. That's all I remember and that's all I want to remember
ReplyDeleteI remember where i was when my baby brother (Akbar) was born. I was at home probably in bed reading. The next day after school i met home for the first time.
ReplyDeletei remember when i heard my brother broke his collar bone in a race in N.H. i was in Connecticut at my aunts house and my aunt told me that he crashed in a race and that he broke his Clavicle.(collar bone)
ReplyDeletei was at my first house.. my life was still a fairy tale. it was before my parents split and my dog died. it was the day of 9/11/2001. i was sitting on the floor, the cold floor in my parents room. I was alone and the news was on. i remember seeing the video of the buildings blowing up. but it seemed so peaceful at my house everything was serene. the sun was shining and the trees were many shades of different colors. i remember looking out the window. my mom came into the room talking to my father. that is when my life started tearing apart by the seams. 9/11/2001 my mom was very frantic and worried.. she was saying "they are going to blow up the rest of the country." while i looked out the window i pictured in my mind what that would look like never being quite sure when our home was going to explode. i soon didnt think about those times forgetting what it was like to be a child and that day never crossed my mind again until now.. the day the seams of my life started to tear!
ReplyDeleteI remember where I was when I was told that I was getting a new puppy. I was camping with my friend Whitney. I new that we were looking for a new puppy but I didn't know when we were going to get it. My mom had called me or texted me and had told me that they had picked one out. They told me that we can pick her up in 2 weeks so that made me very excited. The two weeks passed by really quick and we had already named her Cedar because she was a yellow lab because that is what my family has always had. To this day I am so glad that my family pick her out. :)
ReplyDeletewow that is so cool. I remember seeing to twin towers and the pentagon fall. It was a sunny day in and i was back from visiting my grandmother. I was counting down the days to my birthday. I was sending my birthday party invitaions later that day. It was story time when a lady barged into the classroom saying turn the T.V. on! My mom (the teacher) rushed and turned on the news. We all huddled together watching the wrecked buildings. My mom was saying that these buildings were very important when they got a breaking news and the pentagon lost one of the sides and another was heading towards the white house. we all got white because we lived sort of close to Washington. I didn't get why anyone would want to hurt the President. I had met him before, he shook my hand real hard and had a smile that was the size of the moon.
ReplyDelete5 years later i visited the site of the fallen towers for my tenth birthday it was well very broken.
I remember the day I heard that my father was diagnosed with Leukemia. Although it was a sad memory for me, I remember it being a very beautiful day. I was sitting between two chairs in the living room. I can even remember the smaller feeling I had, as if the world was so much bigger around me, as I was only 7. There's a larger, glass window in the living room, where the sun's rays cast light shadows across the room. I remember feeling as though I was outdoors.
ReplyDeleteI sat on the plain, carpeted floor in between the two chairs, playing with a child's toy set jungle, with mini animals in my hands. I remember how good I felt, how interesting everything was around me. Thinking back on it, if the news hadn't come about my dad, it may have been my favorite day ever. I love the warm, thick feeling of light beaming down on you from a window. I could have just laid there in the sun and shut myself out from the world if I had wanted to.
I remember laughing, but being cut off by soft cries coming from upstairs. I had stopped playing as I listened to footsteps slowly make their way pass each step on the stairwell. Finally, the cries were close, and painful to hear. My mother and sister, in a side embrace came lolling out from the hall that leads to the stairs. Their eyes were red, and splotched with many dried, and many crystal new tears that slithered down their cheeks like raindrops. The image of them standing there staring at me like I was about to die made the day darken. I remember being fairly confused as they explained it to me. I remember the exact words... "Daddy has to go to the hospital for a bit, Camden."
My mother had just had her third child, Claire, who was probably fast asleep in her bedroom, taking her nap. Two weeks after his daughter was born, my dad was brought to the hospital and told about his disease. I was very close to my father, and even then I understood how devastating the situation was.
I remember where I was when my dog, Jasmine, died on my birthday weekend on March 29th, 2009 and I had just turned twelve. She had a serious infection in her belly and she started to go into heart failure so we brought her to the Animal Emergency Clinic. She was there overnight and the next day we had to go shoe shopping while they were going to do surgery on her lungs. We were in the car about to walk into the store at Biddeford Crossing when my mom got a phone call. I couldn't hear what they were saying on the other line, but I knew it was something to do about Jasmine because my mom's eyes started to go dark and watery and her voice changed to something I have never heard out of her before. It sounded like a soft raspy voice of a smoker as she said good-bye and sat in the drivers seat for a minute just staring out into space. We went shoe shopping and acted like nothing had happened, but when we got back into the car I asked my mom if Jasmine died and she said that she was too weak to have the surgery and she probably wouldn't survive so we had to put her down. We started driving home but we stopped at the side of the road and cried for a little bit while we collected ourselves enough to go home.
ReplyDeleteI remember when the twin towers were hit. I was over my neighbors and everyone starting flipping out and I didn't know why because no one would tell me. I think i was watching T.V and everyone took it from me to watch the towers fall down.
ReplyDeleteI remember when I was on the playground at M.L.Day in the 4th grade. My friends and I were playing freeze tag. One of the other players was frozen, so I naturally went to unfreeze him. Unfortunately Tyler had the same idea and i wasn't paying attention and we collided. We collided with so much force that his tooth sunk into my head and broke in half. Once we got ourselves removed from each other I removed the tooth and through it on the ground, then I walked him to the nurses office.
ReplyDeleteI remember where I was when the U.S. made a goal to tie with Canada, I had just come downstairs not 5 minutes before the goal when the scored with 24.4 seconds left and went into overtime. I also think Canada shouldn't have gotten gold and that somehow Canada cheated.(which I still think)
ReplyDeletei remember the day i spit my head open i was little jumping on the couch and i fell and hit my head off of the coffee table and mostly all i can remember i when i was being held by my dad and he was wearing a white shirt... or was it red?
ReplyDeleteI remember when i won the Rafael ticket at the tams fundraser for the 8 grade and i won the rafel. they called the number and i relised that it was my tiket so i started to run. and i ran acros the basket ball cort and ran over to were you get your prise. i got $130.00 and i am going to spend it on a ice oger for next year.
ReplyDeleteI remember when my little cousin was born I was at my house with my dad because my mom was there with my auntie. I was 7 years old and my dad just got a call from my mom that my little cousin Lucas was born.
ReplyDeleteAfter, my mom came home and told me and my brother that we could go visit my auntie and the baby the next day. When we got to the hospital I was really excited to see a new member of the family. It was a sunny afternoon. I walked into the room to see my auntie and my new cousin. I was excited and nervous. I really wanted to hold the baby. Finally my brother and I had a chance to hold him. I had to have help holding him because I was little. I have a picture of me holding my cousin who is now 7 years old. One of the last memories I have of that day was when my auntie was trying to figure out a name for my cousin. I remember I thought of the name Luke Skywalker because I was obsessed with star wars and everybody was laughing at me.
I remember the day the twin towers fell. It was September 9th and my mom's birthday was on September 11th. For her birthday her and my dad were going to go to the twin towers and spend a couple nights there. They asked all my aunts and uncles if they could babysit me and none of them could. Thank god for that because if someone could have babysat me, my life would be a wreck. Well, September 11th came (my mom's birthday) and me and my mom were chilling at home and my dad went to the mall to get my mom and birthday present. He pulled into the parking lot listening to the news when he heard that a plain crashed into the towers. My dad's heart dropped and he ran inside of Staples to see on the little TV's and he saw the second one come down. My dad was so hurt because his grandfather had been in one of the towers! He called my mom and told her and it was very sad. I remember seeing the look on my parents face and to this day I still think, "thank god they didn't go" because if they had gone, I don't know were I would be today.
ReplyDeleteI remember where i was when my brother was choking. At first i thought it was just a joke but the paleness in his face and the constant gaging gave it away. I was sitting in the living room when he came out of his room and was falling everywhere, I didn't expect to see what i saw but he was panicking and i was too. My mom was in her bedroom when i started banging on the door she opened it and she didn't have to ask what was going on. She gave him the heimlich and got it out. It was freaky because i thought i was going to loose him right there but i didn't. It was close though.
ReplyDeleteI remember the day my mom told us she had cancer. it was 10 days before i started 7th grade. we were all sitting watching tv she turned it off and well told us. Riely didn't get it but he wanted in onthe conversation because he could say "boob". i didn't how to feel or what to do so i cried.
ReplyDeleteI remember when I got into a car accident the day before Christmas Eve when I was in 2nd grade. We were heading home after donating a toaster oven and getting last minute Christmas presents. A old woman swerved into a Jolly John truck right in front of us. It sent us spinning and the Jolly John truck hit us and sent us into a ditch. The scary thing was that I was sitting in the middle of the car, but my mom had moved because my sister and I were fighting. When we crashed where I was sitting was completely destroyed.
ReplyDeleteI remember when one of my third grade teachers died of breast cancer. I was out sick the day it happened in fifth grade but the next day we all got letters that said that she had "peacefully died in her sleep." When I got home I cried for an hour straight.
ReplyDeleteA moment I will remember forever was when my little brother Caleb, had a seizure. This was a moment when I think my heart actually might have skipped a beat. I was scared, emotions running up and down my body, my heart was pounding, and I didn't know what to do. I had never seen anything like this happen before, I mean I was only seven years old which would leave Caleb at the age of 1 1/2.
ReplyDeleteI remember every moment of this. I don't remember the exact date, but I remember that my family still had our Christmas tree up. Anyways, I was all dressed and ready to go to school. Caleb on the other hand, had just woken up, came down the stairs in his pajamas, with a water bottle in his hands. Once we were both down stairs, Caleb and I were sitting on the couch in the living room watching Diego. My mom was sitting at the island in our kitchen balancing her check book, and organizing her work papers. I had noticed that Caleb wasn't watching the TV when I looked over at him, he was staring at the lights on the Christmas tree, which were still on.
But I hadn't thought anything was wrong, so I just continued to watch TV. Roughly, about a half hour later, my mom looked up from what she was doing and noticed Caleb was still staring up at the Christmas tree lights, and that his eyes had rolled to the back of his head. My mom and I were both saying "Caleb" to try and get his attention, but he wasn't reacting. So my mom jumped out of her seat and picked Caleb up. She then was trying t get Caleb to react but he wasn't budging.. She then remembered that my Auntie Sherri had said my Uncle Bill, who is a firefighter had just come home from his duty.. when her and my mom were on there way home from the gym that morning. So my mom picked up the phone and called my Uncle Bill worried..but not yet crying. My Uncle Bill and Aunt Sherri left my cousin Jared who I was supposed to be going to school with at home with his older brother.
When my Uncle Bill and Aunt Sherri got to my house my Uncle Bill took my brother from my mom, sat down with Caleb in his hands on the footrest to the rocking chair. I was crying because I didn't know what to do, and my Aunt Sherri was comforting me and giving me a hug telling me everything was going to be alright. My mom was scared because nothing like this had ever happened to anyone in the family. My Uncle Bill told my mom that we could either call an ambulance or bring him to the hospital themselves. My mom decided to bring Caleb with my Uncle Bill themselves because it would take to long to get an ambulance because the Arundel fire department was only voluntarily. Then I was told to call my step dad but when I was trying to explain to him that they were on there way to the hospital, because I was so worked up, i just confused him more. I didn't want to go to school that day because I was scared I would never see him again if something serious did happen, but my Aunt Sherri told me I had to go. So she brought me and when I was on the bus on the way to school, I was on my Aunt Joyce's bus and she had a picture of me and my brother, and I was starring at it worried about my brother. When I got to school I was scared and didn't want to be there, but right after lunch time, my mom had called the school to talk to me, and tell me he was okay. I was scared when they called me to the office because I thought my mom had bad news, but it was actually good news.. The hospital told my mom and step dad that Caleb was alright but he would be there a few more hours and hooked up to all these different things. My mom said not to worry, they should be home by the time I get out of school, which they were. So when I got home I ran inside to give my baby brother a hugg!!!
i remember where i was when my grandpa died because he had a bowel obstruction it was actually the same way my aunt Dona died. Though i was there the night before he passed away i saw him hooked up to all kinds of tubs and this big machine that was shaking him the only thin keeping him alive and i didn't know until i over heard the doctors talking about it. I wanted to stay there with my mom and make sure she was okay because she had been crying that whole day but my dad wouldn't let me stay because there was a lot of people already sleeping in the room they put us in. The next day my dad and i had some things we had to do before going back to the Portland to the hospital because SMMC shipped him over there by helicopter because they didn't know how else to keep him alive but he was asleep and he had a helicopter ride he would never remember was all i thought. He died before my dad and I got to the hospital and i was trying to pack my mom some cloths so she could change she was in her work clothes so my mom called as i was packing her new clothes and my dad was waving for me to go and i didn't understand because it never happened to me before then my dad screamed at me and he was rushing out the door and then he threw his phone at me and yelled "He died! Already alright" then i started to cry and he tried to hug me and i pushed him away and told him not to touch me. i wasn't at the hospital long before we left i didn't get to see my grandfather that day though i could have but i would have broke down if i did so i just left and didn't talk to anyone until his funeral he was cremated so i didn't get to see him then either...i miss him more and more everyday i was always with him when i had free time and i talked to him about everything...while he was at SMMC though i gave him my body pillow because he said his sides were hurting and he had a lot of bruises from the shots they were giving him...and i still have the body pillow and i didn't sleep with it for quiet a while after he passed away until my mom made me take it out of her room. i still look at his picture and cry when I'm having a bad day and wish he was still around for me to talk to...i loved him more then anything in this world.
ReplyDeleteI remember the day I held my baby sister Claire for the first time. It was in 2003 and I remember standing next to the table next to the blank white door, the bed to my left, with my mother smiling up at us. My father handed me Claire, who curled into my arms. I remember feeling small tufts of soft, satin hair draping off her smooth, soft head. It was the most blessing thing that's ever happened to me.
ReplyDeletei remember i was on my parents bed when 911 happened
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