Reflections 4: Bedroom

A bedroom requires a bed. Everything else was extravagance. Well, he had a bed all right.--Audrey Meadows

Describe your childhood bedroom. What was the view like from your window?

My room changed a lot over the years, so I will tell you what I remember.

We moved into the house I grew up in when I was six years old. Amber and I shared a room until she went off to college, which I never really minded. I mean, she liked sleeping with a LOT of light--sometimes the closet light, sometimes a fish aquarium bulb burning all night--while I preferred pitch black, but overall, she was not a bad roommate.

When I was really young, our room theme was Crayola crayons.

Amber and I shared a red metal bunk-bed--I generally had the top bunk, and she mostly kept the bottom, since the bottom bed was bigger and she was older. Our blankets were multi-colored crayons with the triangular points at the bottom and everything. Our fan blades were crayons too. We had a red metal stuffed animal shelf thing...it had white writing on it, but I can't remember what it said....anyways. Our toys were kept in a toy box that my Uncle Robbie had made for us--it had Andra, Jarrod, and Amber in wooden letters on it, and it was red with stickers of teddy bears with balloons on it.

The floor was carpeted in an ugly but soft brown. The closet was shallow but wide--two doors. We used to play "Sonic the Hedgehog" in the room, jumping from the furniture and balancing on the doorknobs of the closet and bedroom doors. We are so lucky we didn't seriously hurt ourselves, lol.

When I got older, Uncle Robbie made us captain's beds, where there are three drawers under the bed. We painted the walls this really bright, almost electric blue.

Generally speaking, we moved the furniture around a lot, so my view changed a lot. We had two windows in the room--one looked out over the street we lived on, and the front yard. It was really nice, because we could see people coming and going, see the trees....the second faced south, looking into the thick foliage of our neighbors yard. Their house was quite a ways away from our house, so we didn't see it from the window, but we did see the fence and trees and their animals coming and going.

My parents sold that house a few years after I went off to college, and we haven't been back since.

~Andie~