Favorite Childhood Memory
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One late evening when I was about 14, my best friend Bobby, came over to visit. It was mid-summer and warm and sticky. This was before central air and my parents didn't have an air conditioner. So we went to the back yard and sat on the garden swing. We talked and talked. We really were best friends, and never ran out of things to talk about, so the night passed and I didn't even realize we'd been up all night long , intil he touched my arm and said "shhh, listen" I asked, "Listen to what?" Again he said "shhh. Just listen to the morning." So, I listened. I heard the first morning birds, calling to each other. And the small night creatures creeping through the bushes and the hedges, going back to wherever they spend their days. Suddenly, quietly, he took my hand and pointed. Out of a hedge surrounding our back yard, a fox had just emerged and was crossing our yard going through to the next street. It stopped and looked at us, briefly, before continuing on its way.
We listened to the dogs who had just been let out for their morning constitutional, barking a greeting to each other. The squirrels waking and scampering about looking for breakfast. That was the first time I ever listened to the sunrise, but it wasn't the last. I have often gotten up extra early just so I could go out and listen to all the sounds of a new day as it wakens.
We listened to the dogs who had just been let out for their morning constitutional, barking a greeting to each other. The squirrels waking and scampering about looking for breakfast. That was the first time I ever listened to the sunrise, but it wasn't the last. I have often gotten up extra early just so I could go out and listen to all the sounds of a new day as it wakens.