Loafing by Amy Bird

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I just tried “loafing,” as recommended by Jack Maguire at the end of Chapter 4 in The Power of Personal Storytelling.  I think I’m a natural.

One thing I discovered right away is how I access memories.  A prompt like “I am nine years old” brings up nothing for me.  Apparently my brain has not categorized my memories by time.  But if I picture a house I lived in as a child, the memories flood in.  My mother’s sleeveless blouse isstained with the juice of blackberries after a day spent making jam.  During an impromptu boxing match on his bed, my brother falls through the window; I stay home alone while my parents take him to the emergency room for stitches.    Again and again, I see my father stomping his boots three times to get the mud off before entering the house and I hear the heavy clank of his keys as he sets them on the kitchen counter. I could go on forever.

I have no idea which, if any, of these memories might grow into a story.
(Actually, maybe I do.)  In any case, the sense of possibility I feel
after twenty minutes of “loafing” is truly rich.

The image of the frog at the top of the post came from here: 

http://alltopics.com/images/green-frog-loafing-around-leaf.html

7 responses to “Loafing by Amy Bird”

  1. Mark Goldman Avatar
    Mark Goldman

    Wonderful imagery. Really shows the power of memories. Thanks Amy!

  2. Mark Compton Avatar
    Mark Compton

    Amy, I also have limited response to words when it comes to conjuring up memories. Songs are powerful triggers for me. A top 40 song that was on the radio when my bike was stolen when I was a kid brings up those emotions I was feeling at the time.

  3. Sharon Gilbert Avatar
    Sharon Gilbert

    Pictures are also my way of remembering a family story or a folktale but I also have strong memories linked to smells–like the obvious coffee smell in the morning which takes me back to my childhood. I have a very powerful memory from the smell of soap and water soaked wood from the wooden tubs my grandmother used for laundry and bathing.

  4. Sally Borg Avatar
    Sally Borg

    I too, have a better time picturing a place, then having the memories flood back.

  5. Maya Jones Avatar
    Maya Jones

    Yes, remembering the places I lived in or the schools I attended bring back lots of memories. I often like to drive past those old places and experience the story ideas flooding into my awareness.
    the smell of coffee always reminds me of the many times I made breakfast in bed for my parents. I would first cook the eggs, then when they were done, I would make the toast. then I would start the coffee, which had to percolate for 20 minutes in those days. Then I would sit on the bed and watch my parents “enjoy” the wonderful breakfast I had just prepared, proud of my culinary talents.

  6. Sandi Howlett Avatar
    Sandi Howlett

    The gift of memory is a gift indeed. I find it interesting that people that have dementia and Alzheimers can recall the long past moments with little awareness or regard to the present. Someday we may come to understand the potential gift in that irony.

  7. Nancy Jennings Avatar
    Nancy Jennings

    I, too, remember places–Aunt Anna’s house, the backyard on Judson Street, Queensborough School. I can walk through those memories, see the people, houses, trees, and think of events that happened there.
    However, if I want to know the when of a memory, I have to stop and figure it out. Now let’s see, I was in Mrs. Stampley’s room… that would have been 3rd grade, I would have been 8 years old. It must have been in 1951.

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