A hunched figure of a man beneath a dark cloth was making some adjustments with his bulky apparatus. Final instructions not to move were given and then there was a blinding flash ! Time had been stopped dead in its tracks ! For a few seconds I thought I had become blind. It is quite a frightening experience to have one's picture taken in those days.
Days when everything looked big and we were small. Vivid memories of days spent in priceless child's play - the secret hiding places, the tall trees, the big dogs that chased us out of our wits, the armies of crabs, the first fish we caught, the hapless frogs and beetles and dragonflies that we held in our hands... Why is childhood so magical ? ©2007 rauleramos, md
Days when everything looked big and we were small. Vivid memories of days spent in priceless child's play - the secret hiding places, the tall trees, the big dogs that chased us out of our wits, the armies of crabs, the first fish we caught, the hapless frogs and beetles and dragonflies that we held in our hands... Why is childhood so magical ? ©2007 rauleramos, md
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