when i was a kid..maybe 11 at most...my grandparents took me from California to Florida.
As a kid, it really wasn't a big-thing to be in Florida for the summer.
It was hot.
It was far away from home.
It was something different.
It was just another place...
It was a summer with my grandparents at his sister's house. It turned out to be so much more than anything I'd yet to experience.
--sure, there was the swimming pool....
The 40minute "after you eat rule" was the only thing that kept me from swimming, diving, and learining the fine art of jumping onto a raft from the side of the pool!
.....and there were these cusin's that fell all over me --combing my hair--putting make up one me--teaching me to cannon-ball-- They were the best childhood friends I was hoping to have. The siblings I'd never experienced. After only a week, I cried leavingHelana and Rachel...
over the years, mimi tells me what is going on. rachel had a kid, helana got married, cusin-jenninfer has a new job. she shows me the pictures everytime i go for the holidays. And, everytime i look at them: i recognize who they are....
i don't know them.
i recognize them....
--WhoA! WAY off topic! ----
So, we were in Floria.
I was 11.
It was me and my grandparents.
-mimi and poppy-
We stayed with Poppy's sister Gloria and her husband Ernie.
They owned a resturant and we went there allot.
The had the 1st indoor pool I'd ever seen....
and i had quite a time understanding why you would keep a pool inside and cooled most of the year...
The BIG kid day out was DisneyWorld.
I don't honestly remember much of it.....
it was during the time I first started getting migrane headaches.....
I got one just before we got onto Space Mountian.
I started feeling cranky and my head thumping, but refused to sit out on a ride. The coaser was the bumpiest, darkest I'd ever been on.....I LOVED it!
Shortly after debarking the cruiser on the Mountain, I stuck my migrane-head into a trash can and puked my guts up. This was the first of many migrane-puke incedences, but it
(the migrane or the puke)
is not the focus of the story.....
again, I get side-tracked...
What really amazed and has stayed with me all these years is not the f ride or the new city, family, or anything else.
What it was was the exhibit after the Space Mountian ride.
Most of the scenes were very 'futuristic'.
Entertaining enough to glance at as you walk by kind of allure....
But.
Then.
I saw the thing that I will NEVER forget.
The scene was set in a teenage girls bedroom.
She had a big bed and she was propt up with a small device that she was playing with in some fashion. Above her was a slanted roof that projected the television.....
AND her friend's phone calls!
It was that small device I've always seen in my memory........
For ages, I dreamed of it.
The 'futuristic' became a bit of a fantasy.
and now...
Living the fantasy.....
writing the story of this while
laying in bed at my house with a slanted roof
using my iBook.....
This is one of those moments.
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