We've come to the end of the Question Me Good series. My final question was a great writing prompt. You wouldn't believe all the scenes that I jotted down when I started working on my answer. If you're looking for something to get the writing juices flowing, you should give this one a try.
Shelby asks: What are the sounds that you remember from long ago, or when you hear a random sound, does it ever trigger a memory? Talk about the sounds and memories.
Songs are the most powerful memory triggers for me.
There's "Come to My Window", which reminds me of a particular early summer day, right after I finished taking a Regents exam. My mom picked me up and the song was on the radio.
The one and only time I ever danced with a particular crush was to "Groovy Kind of Love" at a school dance. He was wearing Obsession and I was wearing a green striped drop-waist dress.
I remember being rather young and riding in the car with my mom singing "I Am Woman" at the top of our lungs.
I also remember dancing in my bedroom while listening to my records: the Chipmunks Christmas album in particular.
There was a summer day when my extended family was visiting and I played my George Michael tape on my boom box while I read on lounge chair in the yard and everyone else ran around playing and yelling.
It's pretty amazing what scenes of my life I can remember when a song comes on the radio or into my mind. Music seems to connect me to moments that were important in my life, but also to moments that were otherwise pretty everyday and insignificant. I'm thankful for that, because I feel like it's those everyday moments that made me who I am.
What sounds trigger memories for you?
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Hmm. I think I'm more visual. There are a few sounds I miss, though. Like those Jiffy Pop popcorn things, Clickety Clacks, old transister radio's scratchy reception.
It's smells that trigger memories for me, mostly.
Sounds, though... The sounds of hockey on TV reminds me of my Grandfather. Especially if I'm feeling drowsy. It takes me back to Christmas day when I was little. Sitting around the tree, playing with new things, waiting for my cousins to arrive and the fun to begin, while my Grandfather watched hockey on television.
I'm always crying in the car because music triggers tons of memories, especially from childhood when I didn't have a worry in the world. I cry for that.
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