Talk about when we were kids got me to thinking a bit and it brought up a memory that is funny as can be today but at the time... Well I thought dad would kill me.
I have a kid sister who as an adult today weighs maybe 80lbs. soaking wet. When we were young she was TINY. However on the plus side she was also a dare devil. I think that was due to her being small and feeling she had to be one. Anyhow all of us kids (brothers and sisters, there were seven of us) went to a circus when it came to town and one of the coolest acts were the tumblers. Why were they cool? Because we thought anyone could do what they were doing.
Next day, we (my brother and I) get out a 2 x12 about ten foot long from dads stash along with a cement block. We had a spring board just like the circus performers! We took turns standing on one end while one or two others jumped on the other end and sending the person 2 or 3 feet in the air. That was good fun for maybe 15 minutes or so and then we began thinking of ways to get more elevation for the person willing to stand on the board.
Being the bright young guy that I was I figured it out and we moved the set up close to the garage and we talked my baby sister into being the one to be sent flying. (I think we used words like chicken.) My brother promised he would be there to catch her... With everyone in place and watching I climbed up on the garage, got to the peak and JERONIMO!
Ok, ever been in a situation where it feels like time is barely crawling? This was one of thse times for me and I could see the sheer terror on my sisters face when she seen me coming down on the end of the spring board. There was a small scream as I thudded down on the 2 x 12 and she went FLYING! I mean she must have gone 10 foot straight up. My brother, the one that promised to catch her, seen it and RAN to get out of the way and my sister came down flat on her back and litteraly knocked the air from her. (Does that ever make a funny sound!)
So she is laying there making motions like a fish out of water trying to breath and it's not working so I ran in the house and told my folks she had been playing on top pf the garage, had fallen off and wasn't breathing. Mom screamed, dad took off like a shot out the door and I followed him not wanting to answer moms questions.
Dad scooped my sister up and she managed to suck in a huge gasp of air and start crying and dad asked her what she had been doing on top the garage. She answered, "I was playing until bubba jumped on the board". Dad took one look at the set up and it took maybe a full half second to figure it all out. Oh yeah, by that time all my other sibblings had disappeared.
Do you guys realize that a garage can double as a "wood shed"???
So tell us, what did YOU do to your younger sibblings for "fun".
I have a kid sister who as an adult today weighs maybe 80lbs. soaking wet. When we were young she was TINY. However on the plus side she was also a dare devil. I think that was due to her being small and feeling she had to be one. Anyhow all of us kids (brothers and sisters, there were seven of us) went to a circus when it came to town and one of the coolest acts were the tumblers. Why were they cool? Because we thought anyone could do what they were doing.
Next day, we (my brother and I) get out a 2 x12 about ten foot long from dads stash along with a cement block. We had a spring board just like the circus performers! We took turns standing on one end while one or two others jumped on the other end and sending the person 2 or 3 feet in the air. That was good fun for maybe 15 minutes or so and then we began thinking of ways to get more elevation for the person willing to stand on the board.
Being the bright young guy that I was I figured it out and we moved the set up close to the garage and we talked my baby sister into being the one to be sent flying. (I think we used words like chicken.) My brother promised he would be there to catch her... With everyone in place and watching I climbed up on the garage, got to the peak and JERONIMO!
Ok, ever been in a situation where it feels like time is barely crawling? This was one of thse times for me and I could see the sheer terror on my sisters face when she seen me coming down on the end of the spring board. There was a small scream as I thudded down on the 2 x 12 and she went FLYING! I mean she must have gone 10 foot straight up. My brother, the one that promised to catch her, seen it and RAN to get out of the way and my sister came down flat on her back and litteraly knocked the air from her. (Does that ever make a funny sound!)
So she is laying there making motions like a fish out of water trying to breath and it's not working so I ran in the house and told my folks she had been playing on top pf the garage, had fallen off and wasn't breathing. Mom screamed, dad took off like a shot out the door and I followed him not wanting to answer moms questions.
Dad scooped my sister up and she managed to suck in a huge gasp of air and start crying and dad asked her what she had been doing on top the garage. She answered, "I was playing until bubba jumped on the board". Dad took one look at the set up and it took maybe a full half second to figure it all out. Oh yeah, by that time all my other sibblings had disappeared.
Do you guys realize that a garage can double as a "wood shed"???
So tell us, what did YOU do to your younger sibblings for "fun".