Thursday, July 9, 2009
Working around children this month has me pondering on my own childhood memories.
We do not remember days; we remember moments.
I remember summers on the beach in Chile …. days spent building sandcastles and running to the waters edge to cool off throughout the day eating Popsicles sold by men carrying foam coolers strapped to their waists.
We would stay at the beach until dusk, when men carrying huge beautiful wicker baskets covered with clean white linen would stroll down the beach selling ‘pan de huevo’… warm and fresh out of the oven, these were heaven as the sea air gets chilly when the sun begins to set.
As we are around children a lot, during the summer- I hear their opinions and comments about life… I wish more people really knew that what matters the most to a child are the small things!
It's surprising how much memory is built around things unnoticed at the time. ~Barbara Kingsolver, Animal Dreams