Childhood–Do you ever miss it?

mendenhall Once in a while, my mind wanders back to certain periods in my childhood. One in particular is junior high. That’s the period we humans feel we are becoming grown-ups. We notice things we never noticed before, like “boys”. One of the nicest things about a small town is everybody knows everybody. It’s a form of a family. In our little town, our safety wasn’t a factor. We never thought about it. I also knew if I misbehaved in school or anywhere for that matter, my parents would know it before I got home. Kinda made you watch your p’s and q’s. We respected our adults and certainly authority. Church was a big part of everyone’s life, not just the Sunday and Wednesday services, but all during the week, there would be something going on at church, and that is where for the most part you would find we kids or if in the summer, you could also find us in the movie theatre. During school, there were events held, not just athletics but also musical, whether it be the glee club or the band or maybe a piano recital. Our family was big on us learning music.

These were special times for kids to grow up. It prepared us for highschool, which is a subject for another time.

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About Susan Reichert

Editor-in-Chief of Southern Writers Magazine, a magazine for authors and people who love to read.We highlight and promote authors and their books. Married with four daughters. Live in the South. President of a Writers Group.
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2 Responses to Childhood–Do you ever miss it?

  1. I think it such a wonderful miracle that we have those precious memories. Thank you so much for your wonderful comment.

  2. Janes says:

    Nostalgia…yes, I do go back often to my childhood and sort through memories of love and hurt, Susan. How extraordinary are the connections made to God’s unending love.

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