Dedicated to my beautiful friend Kimmy
My best friend Kim and I would grab a can and just spoon out the entire content in weekend...
|Probably taken in 1992 - we where 15 / 16 - OMG 20 years ago - EEK|
|Kim with one of our chocolate fondues... 1999|
If I think of my childhood and my best friend and our relationship - Nesquik defined us !
We would share all our secrets and thoughts over a can of Nesquik ( Odd ) , but we where not your usual teenage girlie girls...
We where Tom boys but cute girls ( not the butch type - but the confident type - we can do exactly what boys can do type - ra ra ra - Sheera !! (God how embarrassing) - we loved each other and our very close sisterly type friendship that still to this day is tight, was pretty much defined by Nesquik binges. Our friendship has endured years of separations, husbands, children and many miles appart - but the minute we pick up the phone to each other it is as if we saw each other yesterday.
|It seemed to evolve its packaging to a lit on the top of the can|
|My daughters nesquik kit - smurf glass and red straw|
Tree's out your ears
I remember being told if you eat apple cores or the seeds from nectarines a tree will grow out of your tummy and pop out your ears ... when I was little I would actually scrub and check my ears as much as possible to make sure there where not tree's or branches growing from them. I did however think it would be rather handy if I was hungry.
My other favourite was if you swallowed bubble gum your insides would stick together (as children most of us have very vivid imaginations - very graphic imaginations...) I never swallowed bubble gum as a result .
What i think now
HHHHMMMM - I still dont swallow pip's of any kind !! I carefully dissect them out of grapes, nectarines, apples even watermelons - also I don't eat the inside of cumbers because of the little pip's ...
This just makes me think about what I say to my children and what imagery's I put into my children's heads. So next time you make up a story think for how long your child might remember that story ...
I remember playing with Shongololo's !!!
Growing up in South Africa and in Zululand / Natal in a small farming village called Empangeni - we got to play with all sorts of funky bugs and animals ... Shongololo was one of my favourites - we where allowed to play with them purely because they where not poisons or harmful and didn't send parents screaming for the insecticide ( which every good house hold in Empangeni has an onslaught of ) .
I really loved them because of the way they moved - with their millions of tiny little legs like millions of little fingers moving them along and well if you touched them they would curl up into a ball - hence the name Shongololo - which means to curl up in Nguni.
|Red shongololo - about 1cm thick & about 10 cm long|
I think with children anything that curls up or reacts to touch is just awesome...
|Black shongololo - about 2cm thick & 20cm long|
I remember finding them in the garden and putting them in clear bags and watching them squirm around and poo ( i know really gross - but as kids this is AWESOME ) ... then once that was over we would let them go and onto the next thing...
What i think now ...