This Is A Repost: “First Memory”

 
 
 
 July 20th, 1969: Apollo 11 Moon Landing.

It was my sister’s 7th birthday; I was 4 years old.
I remember it because our family tradition was to eat the birthday cake and then open presents. We finished dinner, and then everyone rushed to the old black and white TV to watch the moon landing.
For my sister: no cake, no presents.
She cried like crazy.

My oldest brother (15 years older) was working in Peru at the time.
He remembers hearing it on the radio.
He was so excited he borrowed someone’s motorcycle and drove out into the country.
He saw a farmer out in a field working with a cow pulling a plow.
He yelled to the farmer in Spanish, “We’ve just landed on the moon!

The farmer looked at him and replied, “Leave me alone you crazy gringo!

 
 
 
note: actually I remember riding around on the vacuum cleaner while my Mom cleaned the day before the moon landing, but I still do that so it’s no big deal.
 
double note: only the cow was pulling the plow, not the farmer and the cow.
.
triple note: I just thought I’d repost this because it’s my sister’s birthday again. Happy Birthday!
.
quadruple note: I would have put in a different story about the moon landing, but I only have one for some reason.
.
quintuple note: something strange happened when I copied and pasted this one. Please disregard the “.
.
.
.
.
Advertisements

5 responses to “This Is A Repost: “First Memory”

  1. Prolly a good thing that you only have one memory of that. More than one and you need to look in your wallet and count driver’s licenses.

    -Turkish Prawn

  2. Happy Birthday to your sister!
    Happy Anniversary to all the crew!
    🙂

  3. That must have been before colonizing Planetross. That’s a brave new world if I’ve ever seen one!

  4. Thanks for the comments.

    Turkish Prawn: I can’t remember any of my sister’s other 7th birthdays … or any of her other birthdays for that matter. hee hee!

    Doraz: now that I look at the details, I think my sister faked her 7th birthday! hee hee!

    S. Le: that area of the Salar de Uyuni in Bolivia was called the Salvador Dali desert. It felt like being on the moon: nothing but sand in all directions.

  5. “Leave me alone you crazy gringo!“

    That made me laugh out loud.

    I can imagine how outlandish such news would’ve sounded to a campesino out in the middle of nowhere.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s