Teddy Bears and Geese

Bloganuary Day 3 – what a challenge!

Today’s Prompt: What is the earliest memory you have?

Well. I honestly don’t know what my earliest memory actually is. I do remember my tartan teddy which I wrote about last year. He got lost before I was 4 I would say but it was clearly a pretty tragic event for me because I still remember him very clearly and the pic is just proof that he did exist and i am not going mad ..lol

The Farm

Other than my teddy, I remember having an awesome childhood. We spent a lot of time on the farm where I ran wild with my cousins and had a ton of fun. I remember my gran taking my sister and I for a walk through the sugar cane on our way to the dam. We dodged a huge cane rat and a snake that was in hot pursuit of it on that particular trip. I remember my cousin and I being chased by geese. We were in tears and our dads were crying as well but for a very different reason. They were crying tears of laughter at our stupidity especially since they did warn us. 😂 Of course my favourite memory of the farm was sunday afternoons when we would stop at my aunt’s shop to say goodbye and she would give us each a little bag of sweets. Well, guess who my favourite aunt on the farm was…lol

The Flats

I also remember us living in the local council flats. There were lots of kids to play with and play we did. Michelle was such a common name then that there was a Michelle in almost every block. When the mum’s would come out and shout for us at the end of the day, the name Michelle would be heard most often. One of my clearest memories of that time was the day my mum asked me to sit on the stairs and wait for the ice-cream man to come. I was so excited. When he did arrive and my mum came out, the coins had all disappeared. Turns out I had put them in my mouth and accidently swallowed them although I did not remember actually doing it at the time and to this day. Needless to say, we didn’t have any ice-cream that day and it took a few more days before that money was recovered. 🤦🏽‍♀️ TV came to South Africa in 1976. I was 3 years old then. We didn’t have a TV then. When we moved to the flats, my best friend’s family lived below us. They would let my sister and I watch a programme or two in the evenings. TV programming only started at 6pm.

I don’t know if the same thing happened to you but I noticed that the memories I do have of those early years are memories that have a strong emotion attached to them. Some are joyful and some are created through a traumatic or fear-filled event. If I am not mistaken, this has been proven in a study somewhere along the way. I know that Tony Robbins also talks about doing things, especially with your kids and loved ones, that invoke strong positive emotions to create lasting memories of the experience for everyone. I guess it clearly works.

Thanks for reading. I hope you had as fun with the topic as I did going down memory lane. Bye for now.


31 Days of Gratitude – Day 12

My son is home safe and sound! 🙌🙏. I will definitely sleep a lot better tonight. He is off again in a few days but today we celebrate his safe return!

I just discovered that I failed one of my exams. Not quite a surprise. I guess next year I will have to really focus on it. I enjoy the subject but I just have not enjoyed writing the exams. Next year will be different though.

Today is my gran’s heavenly birthday. She left us 39 years ago but I still remember her so clearly. Her name was Molly. She was small in stature and very quiet but boy was she a strong person. She was clearly an awesome mother too judging by how her kids turned out. I know that she is always watching over us and for this I am grateful. I am also very grateful to her for giving us our dad. We are because she was. 🙏

My late gran, Molly

31 Days of Gratitude: Day 9


🌼Today I am grateful for my son. The past 13+ years have been an awesome experience with him by my side. Thank you my son, for choosing me to be your mum. Thank you for your love, all that I have learnt through you, your faith and trust in me and for your patience, forgiveness and understanding when things don’t go as planned as sometimes happens. Today we walked out of your primary school for the last time. I am so proud of you and all you have achieved. Watch out high school! Here he comes! Thank you for my son.🌼

My heart
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