tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613960933622830831.post5452407809999939258..comments2023-04-05T02:51:10.179-07:00Comments on Dew Drops of Ink: Be a ChildJohnellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08042379175433349768noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613960933622830831.post-9150029455239214332013-10-07T07:20:03.989-07:002013-10-07T07:20:03.989-07:00Thanks for commenting. I love your avatar picture....Thanks for commenting. I love your avatar picture. It looks like a really cute and fun book that I want to look into. Johnellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08042379175433349768noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613960933622830831.post-4352833161294849402013-10-06T18:53:08.712-07:002013-10-06T18:53:08.712-07:00I could remember things that happened when I was p...I could remember things that happened when I was probably 8 & beyond, and only snippets of stuff before that. It's true that for most children, their emotions come and go quickly. Sounds like a great course. Thanks for sharing it!Yanting Guehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04788603550626277974noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613960933622830831.post-43963909960571779792013-10-05T15:37:47.097-07:002013-10-05T15:37:47.097-07:00Oh wow. I can understand how you would remember th...Oh wow. I can understand how you would remember that. Now you have bragging right though :). Johnellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08042379175433349768noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613960933622830831.post-78042867590755646992013-10-04T21:52:47.145-07:002013-10-04T21:52:47.145-07:00I remember fear when I think of a childhood memory...I remember fear when I think of a childhood memory. Our family was on a vacation and staying at a very nice, large Hotel. My parents let my brother and I explore the Hotel right before we were suppose to meet a tour group in the lobby. I was about 6-7 years old and my brother 5 years older. We decided to 'ride' the elevator up and down. On one of the trips up, my brother thought it would be funny to play a little trick on me. We were the only two in the elevator. The doors opened he pushed the button and jumped out and before I could jump out after him, the doors closed. There I was, riding the elevator all by myself. I was scared to death and so mad at my brother. Of course I found my parents and all was fine. Well, once the fear left me. :0lesahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14270836034243104115noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613960933622830831.post-36679606549489222972013-10-03T08:53:28.274-07:002013-10-03T08:53:28.274-07:00Aaack had to redo-typos. :). I was saying it's...Aaack had to redo-typos. :). I was saying it's interesting how my perspective of my mom has changed now that I am one. As I kid, I wasn't aware that anyone else was as frightened as I was, but now I realize my mother was probably sick with fear when she saw me. Thanks.Johnellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08042379175433349768noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613960933622830831.post-37860964295894871562013-10-03T08:50:37.792-07:002013-10-03T08:50:37.792-07:00Hi Darshana. Glad to see a classmate. I'm real...Hi Darshana. Glad to see a classmate. I'm really looking forward to each lesson. Thanks for stopping in and I'll see ya around the forum. :)Johnellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08042379175433349768noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613960933622830831.post-26676894428273255082013-10-02T22:43:19.537-07:002013-10-02T22:43:19.537-07:00Nice summary. Enjoyed reading about your memory. N...Nice summary. Enjoyed reading about your memory. Now I have to go dig through the cobwebs of my brain. I am one of your fellow classmates in the class.Darshanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13536757334674676765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613960933622830831.post-68906216081388448142013-10-02T18:56:28.185-07:002013-10-02T18:56:28.185-07:00What stuck w/me after reading that, wasn't poo...What stuck w/me after reading that, wasn't poor you w/the trapped thumb(ouch!) but your mouther careening out the door, coming to answer the wailing of her baby. Mothers are so amazing! And, boy, what we put them through as kids, lol! Leandra Wallacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00381034024025750992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613960933622830831.post-69372224201200246882013-10-02T15:46:14.872-07:002013-10-02T15:46:14.872-07:00Can't wait to read it! Thanks for commenting.Can't wait to read it! Thanks for commenting.Johnellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08042379175433349768noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613960933622830831.post-49365103868207897932013-10-02T15:45:31.742-07:002013-10-02T15:45:31.742-07:00I love this post, Johnell! I will think about a ch...I love this post, Johnell! I will think about a childhood moment I can write about--I love this prompt. Thanks so much for sharing!Becky Shillingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18185515854304384764noreply@blogger.com