Story Time

[c9]

I've decided that I like audience participation. So everybody stand up, stretch, and get ready to tell a short story to distract me.

Tell me about a time you moved to a new city/town/village/hamlet.

If you've never moved to a new city, tell me about your city/town/village/hamlet. Why are you there?

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[c9.livejournal.com]

I myself have lived in many different cities, and have memories of almost all of them. Going backwards:

• Halifax: moved here because Vinny had a job and I didn't. Spent most of my first six months here very bitter about that, since I had earned my Computer Science degree during the boom times. I've mostly gotten over that. Except for the freaky weather, I am beginning to care about this city... that's when you know it's serious. When Vinny talks about suddenly moving somewhere, part of me says "ack!"
  
• Sydney River: doesn't count, cause my parents lived there without me, but I did visit for Giftmas each year. Not a nice place, though as nice as it can be given the circumstances. (high unemployment, low education, etc)
  
• Fredericton: moved there to go to university, spent most of five years there. I worked five co-op terms, one in the city, the rest in Ottawa. Nice city, like a mini-Ottawa. Not a lot to do there. Got stopped for attempted jaywalking once.
  
• Ottawa: moved there with my mom and brother when I was ten -- my parents separated for a short while, so that's where we ended up. Dad joined us less than a year later. Nice city, I fondly call it home. Even though I spent only eight and a half years there consecutively. Awfully cold in the winter, and awfully hot in the summer. But I really do miss it.
  
• Victoria: Moved there when I was three... my parents packed me up in a motorhome, and took a shortcut to Victoria -- through California! I went to Disneyland, but don't remember it at all. Clearly a rip-off. :)
  
• Thunder Bay: no memory of the city in which I was born. My parents tell me I used to go out playing in the tall grass in our yard so they couldn't see me, but I wouldn't yell when they called, only quietly babble. So they put a cow bell on me so they could find me. Oh, the trauma.
  

[nihilicious.livejournal.com]

Did they let you out of the mobile home for Disneyworld?

[c9.livejournal.com]

Yes. There are pictures, this is how I know.

[(Anonymous)]

Remind me to tell you sometime what my parents did to make sure that I didn't wander out of the backyard when I was two. There is no way I'm sharing that level of embarassment on the internet.

S.

[c9.livejournal.com]

Reply, but instead of putting an "S" at the end, choose a different letter. Then your anonymity is assured.