And ... let's go with the little book, No Empty Seal by an author who interestingly enough wishes to remain anonymous. Other than someone Amish, I have no idea who wrote it.
It used to be one of my favorite books when I was a teenager. It was a well read little thing on our limited assortment of reading material.
It's about young Miriam Schlabach and follows her as she navigates rumspringa and the summer of instruction classes for joining the church.
If you would like a chance to win this book all you have to do is leave a comment telling me a fun little memory you have from your teenage years.
As always for more entries, post a link to this giveaway on your Facebook, blog, Pinterest, Instagram or other social media account and then come back and leave another comment to tell me that you did.
I will choose the winner next Saturday June 29th using random.org.
Well What I remeber during my teenager years was starting a little project as a family of breeding dogs with pedigree as a family business. We treated those puppies as our pets, and the money we got from that little project was used to buy our beloved piano. That was a very fun project.
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I would love to win, but alas am from Australia, so don't think eligible.
ReplyDeleteOne that pops up is when I was about 17, my best friend and I found this café a few train station stops away from school. We spent many an afternoon/evening there after school and before going home, eating nachos/muffins and savouring the hot chocolates that we would have. I felt so worldly having a hot chocolate and nachos whilst reading the paper and catching up with my friend.
Receiving a black onyx ring from my Dad on my sixteenth birthday is a special memory to me. I will be 67 in October and still have the ring and it still fits.
ReplyDeleteMost of my teen memories center around High School band activities and church youth group.
ReplyDeleteI played in a top award winning band and we won many marching competitions which ended in our band representing California at President John F. Kennedy's inaugural parade.
Hanging out this friends during the summer, no school, no homework just summer fun.
ReplyDeleteHaving great times with friends. We all came from farming families, so we quickly learned to share chores to finish faster then "fun times". Thanks for the opportunity to win.
ReplyDeleteMy best memories from high school is being with my friends, after all, friends understand! One memory is when I-20 was being laid out my friend and I walked back to the dirt road and took an easy walk and talked. We found a sink hole, both stepped in and almost got very much in trouble. She pulled me out. She has passed away now, I'd love to share this memory with her.
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ReplyDeleteI remember driving my mom's car from Ohio to Tennessee when I was 17 to stay with my sister for a week. My friend who was 18 went with me, but she didn't have her driver's license. I remember on the way back following/tailgating this 18 wheeler because the fog was so thick in the mountains that I couldn't even see to get off the interstate. If he had gone over the mountain, we would have been right behind him. All I can say is thank God for praying parents and a praying grandma. Wow, times were different back in 1990:-) MZ
ReplyDeleteSome of the fun experiences I had was as a Girl Scout in Germany and staying in a castle that was turned in to a youth hostel with scouts from other countries. Vivian Furbay jtandviv(at)q(dot)com
ReplyDeleteOH goodness, we had so much fun growing up in the 60's and 70's :-) Building tree houses, having friends at our house all the time, now I know its because Mom and dad knew we were safe then <3 and playing hide and seek, Tin can alley etc, in the dark, Catching fire flies, going to the lake swimming. I could go on and on. We had a FABULOUS Childhood. Thank you
ReplyDeleteWhen I think back its so hard to choose just one. The thing that comes to mind most often is playing with our cousins at Mamaw & Papaw's house every Sunday. We went for dinner after church every week without fail. Not sure how Mamaw always had everything ready when we came in as they had just got home from church too. Lots of memories of playing hop scotch, ball with a broomstick, building forts, hide & seek. And smashing pennies on the train track.Yep!! When we could hear the train whistle way up as it would go through town, we'd grab some pennies and run out, carefully lay them on the tracks and then get back on the porch to wave & watch the train pass. When it was gone, we'd run out and find our smashed pennies. We still come across one of those coins every now & then. Love looking back at how simple and carefree those days were. No electronics, just good fun!
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