March 20, 2011

52 Weeks of Sharing Memories: Favourite Toy or Game (Week 12)

This is  is our 12th Week of  Sharing Memories - A Genealogy Journey Follow along each Sunday as we write and sometimes share, our memories of childhood. Your descendants will be so thankful that you did!

This week's topic is your favourite toy or game.

What was your favourite toy?
Why did you like it?
How old were you when you played with it and when did you get it?
What made that toy special?
Do you still have it?

We didn't have a radio or a television in our house when I was young. There was no music because we didn't have a record player. Yes I said "record player" because that was in the days of LPs. Do you remember them?

I loved music although the only time I heard it was at school. I was in a small choir up to Grade 9 and music was a joy for me. So when I was 11 I asked my mom and dad for a record player for my birthday.

They were shocked, because in our family when you turned 11 you were given a bike. No ifs, ands or buts, you got a bike at 11 and you learned to ride it. Mother warned me I could only have one or the other - a bike or a record player. She advised me to make a good choice and reminded me that I should consider myself lucky to be given the choice at all! If she had her way I'd get a bike and that would be that. But my dad wanted me to have what I wanted, not what they decided I was getting. Mother just didn't believe in one child being treated differently than another. In her mind I wasn't special so why was I getting special treatment? My three older siblings got bikes on their birthdays and were very happy so why did I have to rock the boat?

But I insisted. I begged. I cried. And I got my record player. It was a small plastic player in it's own plastic case. I think it was yellow and red but can't quite remember. It came with a few "records" - not 78s or 33's but little thick plastic yellow records with kids songs on each. It wasn't exactly what I had in mind but I loved it. Even better was the year's subscription to a company that sent a new plastic kids record every month. I was in heaven!

I played those records over and over, alone in my room, memorizing the words and singing along. I think that was the happiest moment in my young life up to that point. Sadly the record player is long gone, but boy do I wish I'd kept it just to look at once in awhile.

It's really hard to put into words so that my children or grandchildren might understand what it meant to me. They can't  imagine no tv, no radio, no ipod touch, no internet, no playstation or wii or xbox360 and no computer. How can they possibly imagine my growing up years with no music of any kind? But my little plastic record player was my joy.


Geni Grant said...

This is a great post. It is really important to keep notes about things like this so the genealogists of the future will have a treasure trove. :-)

Barbara said...

Don't forget to repeat family members' names, ...My brother and sister ... say my brother Jack and sister Sally and include specifics as addresses, and dates ...when I was 11 year old... say in 1960 for my 11th birthday...

Also To Get you children interested.
Write as a 21st birthday present a child's biography starting with birth, childhood, interests, pictures. It makes a great gift and perhaps they will continue on their own.

Patty said...

Great post! My favorite "toy" was my grandmother's button box and two tiny porcelain figures. I made many fine necklaces and bracelets by stringing these buttons together. I recall examining them in the light, choosing my favorite colors and shapes for my "jewelry."
The button box has long since disappeared, but I keep the little porcelain Kewpie doll and dog in my grandmother's silver jewelry box on my bureau.