If you found a relic from your childhood how would you feel?
Sad, angry, nostalgic, happy, sentimental, or something different?
Usually sentimental items can joust your memory and reveal feelings of either happy or sad childhood.
I would feel very happy, my childhood memories are very nice. I remember years ago I found my pink bottle when I was a baby! My grandmother told me I did not want to give up the bottle even though I was a big girl so she told me that it was lost, but in fact she really hide it , years later looking for something else, we both found it and laugh together....
For the most part I had a pleasant childhood. but it was very sheltered. I remember when my mom came to the US from Trinidad she brought back some stuff that I had collected as a child and left behind, and I cried when I saw them, because they brought all these memories back. There are a lot of things I wish I could have done as a child, but looking back it was probably for the best that I didnt.
I love going back and remembering things from my childhood. When I was in first grade, my grandpa gave me this memory book for me to fill out. It had the "Your favorites" and other topics that I was to write down from the time being. School was on there, pets, all these sort of things. I loved it so much that I had a tendency of writing in it every year until fifth grade when it disapeared. I found it a few years later and laughed when I looked through it. It was fun, though.
My reaction would depend on what time of my childhood the item was from. If it was from before I was twelve, then I would probably feel very nostalgic and play with it for a while. However, if it was from between my twelfth and sixteenth years, then I might not even recognize it.
I do wish I had my old Mr. Chicken though. When I was little, I dragged that poor stuffed animal with me everywhere. And I mean everywhere. Up in trees, in bed, to school, to a movie; you name it. Poor Mr. Chicken had lived such a rough life that his later years were nothing but a blur of surgical repairs. By the time poor Mr. Chicken passed on, his yellow color had faded to an off-white and he had so many stiches in him that my dad had stopped trying to hide them every time he sewed the thing back together.
I would be happy to see a relic from my childhood. I am a person who values my past whether it be a good time or a bad time. I value all of my experiences. Whatever don't kill you makes you stronger is what my uncle told me. So if it is good or bad it will be a memory and a memory is a wonderful gift.
I would welcome it with gratitude and happiness. I love finding things from my past as I have such fond memories. I am quite sentimental too because most of what I had has something to do with my family and an ocassion, whether it be big or small
I recently found an old sock monkey that my grandmother had made for me when I was very young. It is almost as old as the Winnie the Pooh bear that I got for my first birth day. I find great sentimental value in both and love to pick them up and remember fun times I had playing with them and the times that they comforted me when I was upset. My sons each have one of them now and I hope they will bring back the same good memories for them some day, if they survive another twenty-seven years that is!