Here at Camp AOL
Journals, John Scalzi, our head counselor, keeps us busy with daily
things to do. I've missed a few opportunities to play with the
other kids, so I'm going to try to catch up now.
Last
Thursday's weekend assignment was to share a favorite childhood
book. At thirteen I was reading From Here to Eternity, everything
Leon Uris ever wrote, and Andersonville. Mothers of my friends
told them not to play with me because I was a bad influence. That
continues to this day.
Before
that I read books about horses. All the Black Stallions, Misty of
Chincoteague, King of the Wind, Brighty of Grand Canyon -- okay, a
burro, but close, and lots of Marguerite Henry stuff. I started riding
when I was seven. My honeymoon was a horse roundup. To this day the
smell of horse manure brings back fond memories, in a general, hay bale
kind of way. Despite reading as much as I did about ponies, for a long
time I thought the Godolphin Arabian was a mythical creature.
Last Monday's photo assignment was to show the origin of one of one's names -- nickname, surname, screenname, whatever.
One of my nicknames has been Big Bird. I don't have to post a photo because you already have a visual.
Okay, two assignments out of the way. I feel better now that I'm being more social.
2 comments:
You? A bad influence? Who would have said such a thing?
At thirteen I was reading my Tia's Judith Krantz novels. You know, wholesome fare for a young girl. (Like my raging hormones needed any more fuel.)
On the geek side, I was reading all the books on the 'books to read for college' lists.
You gotta have balance, I always say...
Anna
Post a Comment