Return of Memoryfest - Day 7/31

[bironic]

I owe some of you comments and will get to them, but not tonight. Am sick, I think. Or have a bizarre mid-winter allergy, which I suppose wouldn't be too bizarre after all, seeing as how it hit 70 degrees today.


7. Kindergarten

When I was five or six, my father needed to go to L.A. on business, so my family took a trip there. We visited the La Brea Tar Pits museum. Inside were exhibits on the pits, life-sized models of woolly mammoths and animations of extinct animals deep in the tar, straining to pull free. Outside, you could walk up to a railing in cement over a squared-off fossilized tar pit far below. I remember not wanting to go close to the edge, afraid I would fall in. My parents tell me I was terrified I would get stuck in the tar.

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[bironic.livejournal.com]

Oh boy, I think I had the same one. Haven't thought about it in ages. There was a bit about a briar patch before that, wasn't there? And Brer Bear. Those stories were some of my least favorite of the bunch in the book, but I remember thinking the Tar Baby was cute, all saggy and silent.

[thewlisian-afer.livejournal.com]

I thought the Tar Baby was really cute, too! And I always got really annoyed at Brer Rabbit for hitting it just because it wouldn't talk to him. Even if it COULD talk, sometimes you just don't WANT to. Leave the poor little guy alone, Brer Rabbit!

[daasgrrl.livejournal.com]

Oh, I remember that too - "whatever you do, please don't throw me in the briar patch!". Or something :)