Tuesday, June 23, 2015

The Strange Memory

When you reach my age which is older than the average bear, you begin to forget recent things, but sometimes a memory of something that happened in your youth comes floating in clear as a bell. Such as the following. 

One of the  most memorable thing I remember was one morning when I woke up and went downstairs. Mom and Daddy had a bed in the living room at that time. I saw a baby lying on the bed by Mom. I asked, “Where did you find this baby?” She said, “This baby is your new sister and the doctor brought her to us”. I asked, “Where did the doctor get the baby from?” She said, “I don’t know, he just had her in a suitcase”. Until I received my, birds and bees education, I thought babies came in suitcases. My birds and bees education was exactly that. One time I asked, “Why does the fly sit on top of the other fly.” My older brother who already knew everything said, “Cause, they are doin it.” “Doin what?” I asked. Mom overheard the conversation and said, “Now you shut up talking that way, the flies are just playing.”  I was about 15. ha ha

I never remember anything very important.