Līgo Haibun Challenge – Word Prompt – Childhood

This week’s prompts: childhood or deluded.

Childhood

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The 7am news blasts out from the old Bakelite wireless, our way of staying touch with the outside world. Mum has it playing loud for two reasons, so she can hear it and to remind us kids that its time to be getting up and readying for school.

It’s part of our education, One November morning a President is assassinated, on a cold winters morning my mother greets me with the news the Pope has died.

My environment is the street I live in, the backyard where serious cricket matches are held, where solo test matches are conducted up against the stairs, an old oiled bat, a pair of ill fitting pads on my shins and a ball that has been struck to many parts of my yard, a dog eared score book records each game played as much in my head as on the pages.

Easter arrives and dad’s sisters arrive, we wait for them in the cool April evening, the train puffs in, they alight, we are keen for their visit.

Childhood was radio, newspapers, neighbours, school days and bikes. Made up games and friends a bike ride across town.

We never wanted for what we didn’t know, a neighbour had a phone, a three-digit number was all it took. We managed in our own ignorance of so much that today we take for granted.

gathered at the stove

winter evenings spent toasting

it was what we knew

Written for: http://esengasvoice.wordpress.com/2014/11/02/ligo-haibun-challenge-word-prompt-10/

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14 Responses to Līgo Haibun Challenge – Word Prompt – Childhood

  1. Loved this, taking us back to when times where simpler and the world not rushed or filled with technology we could possibly do without. Liked the Haiku too my friend.

  2. J says:

    Ah yes …. morning news was part of my childhood too. Appropriate to call it a part of our education — my education included the Tylenol poisonings (worst environmental disaster ever, as well as a loss to humanity) and John Lennon’s murder.

    And bikes — always on the bike.

    A great read Michael —

  3. Lyn says:

    This trip down memory lane certainly brought back a plethora of memories for me – the wireless especially – Dad and Dave, Search for the Golden Boomerang, Smokey Dawson, Leonard Teale as Superman and best of all, the cricket. Riding my bike everywhere and made up games. We didn’t have a phone, but my Aunt and Grandma in Randwick did. I still remember their phone number half a century later – FX3830. So many memories of happy days 🙂

    • Oh yes Lyn Dad and Dave was compulsory listening at our house along with Yes What and the Bunk House show. My neighbours number was U250.
      And yes the cricket, I was given a crystal set and could lie in bed at night and listen to the test matches from England and South Africa. The good old days…..

      • Lyn says:

        Oh, I forgot all about the Bunk House show and Yes What . So much laughter with Standforth, Bottomly and Greenbottle…until Sir Percy brought out the cane 😀

  4. A wonderful trip back in time.

  5. Suzanne says:

    Thanks for taking us back to a simpler time when there were less gadgets in the world – an easier world to traverse in many ways. That’s where my mind went with this prompt too but I ended up writing about something entirely different.

  6. Your attention to detail through your description was delightful. And the words and way you chose to describe each moment and happening was very, very good. I really enjoyed this haibun though in reality it also had an undefined sadness in its nostalgia. Wonderful that you have joined us! My late comment is due to unplanned hospital stays, though I imagine all are unplanned..! http://fly-indie.weebly.com/ligo-haibun

  7. Cheryl-Lynn says:

    Oh my, this is so good, Michael. I still remember where I was when I learned about JFK`s assasination…such a blow for the world….Glad to see you writing haibun…

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