Teale & White

I loved the piece by Teale...although this seems to be a commonality between the class. When I was home this weekend, we went back to the house where I lived until I was 12. At 12 my parents got divorced and I moved away with my mom. I would visit on weekends, but I just didn't do as much as I had done when I was younger and living there all the time.

I have been very lucky to have grown up in such a great place. We had what I thought to be a HUGE yard with a creek in the back. My childhood memories of that place involve playing in the creek every day that I could. I would sit on the dry rocks along the creek and catch crawdads, fish, play games, swim, anything I could think of just to be close to the water. I remember that spot being the most fascinating place. It had a steep bank, and when I went to my rocks, I felt like I was completely alone in nature.

Well, I went back this weekend when I was home. It is now home to family friends who have an 8 year old and a 17 year old. We walked around the house, which looked so much smaller to me and I showed them my old room and told them about my memories. Then, we went into the back yard. It seemed so much smaller to me. We walked along looking at the old treehouse and shed that provided me with hours of entertainment each day, and then we came to the creek. There was my spot. The same as it always was in my memory. I still thought of it the same way.

I looked at the 8 year old and said, "you have the coolest back yard in the world! This spot is like no other". She looked at me a bit funny when I tried to tell her why.

While reading Teale it reminded me of that. I have not lost that place, I can go back any time that I want. I still have the same feelings and fascination that I did when I was a child. It is amazing how some spots just stay with you throughout your life.