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July 19th, 2005
12:58 pm - Echoes of the past!
Now I know for sure that I have not grown up!
There I was, minding my own business in the early hours of the morning (ok, about 3am!), happily reading the latest Harry Potter and not feeling at all sleepy..... when I was suddenly startled and reacted in a way that I haven't reacted since I was ten years old! A voice suddenly came from the doorway, asking just what I was doing,"young lady", reading at such a time!
I instantly replied, just as I did at age ten, in very guilty fashion, that I was just about to turn the light out and just wanted to finish the chapter!
Then I asked my youngest daughter who she thought was the mother here! Though I must admit, as she both sounds and looks very like my mother (as my father is endlessly telling her) and I was taken by surprise in the wee small hours, I think I can be forgiven for behaving exactly as I did all those years ago when Mum caught me reading my precious Enid Blyton books under the bedclothes with a torch!
Got my own back though - I was up and about before she was this morning - so much for the resilience of the young people nowadays!
Current Mood:  guilty
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| Date: | July 19th, 2005 12:25 pm (UTC) |
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Yeah, but she is a student.
That must have been a very worrying few seconds, wasn't it? ![[User Picture]](http://l-userpic.livejournal.com/10536236/1476703) | | From: | diemgee |
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| Date: | July 19th, 2005 02:07 pm (UTC) |
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It was a very worrying few seconds indeed!
Lost in the adolescent world of Hogwarts (not all that different from Enid Blyton's Malory Towers which I read with awe and delight at age ten) and not expecting anyone else to be awake, as even the cats were snoring on the bed, it was a shock to hear her speaking in the same tone, words and phrasing that Mum used to use so many years ago!
Just goes to prove that under the skin, we are all just children dressed up to look like grown ups - which begs the question - if people my age aren't grown ups, who is? *grin* That's so cute! *^_^*
Honestly, I don't think any of us are really grown ups, if you get right down to it; just a lot of us train ourselves to forget those early joys (which I think is a very sad thing to lose.)
I know that my current hobbies and interests can all be directly traced back to my childhood. I don't know what I'd do with myself if I'd lost them. |
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