Our childhood was spent in Africa: here on the steps in Chisenga with me, as ever, slightly apart.
There was a little girl,
And she had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead;
When she was good she was very, very good,
When she was bad she was horrid.
And she had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead;
When she was good she was very, very good,
When she was bad she was horrid.
(mainly the latter, or so I was told rather frequently)
In the garden, Karonga.
PS My hair is darker and even curlier now and I do NOT like it!
Oh what fabulous photos!!! I love the first one with the baby stroller. Priceless!
ReplyDeleteYour photos are so beautiful, like scenes in Out of Africa. I hope your children and grandchildren and future descendants get to keep them and treasure them.
ReplyDeleteI love all the pictures. Thanks for sharing your childhood.
ReplyDeleteThey are beautiful photos. Such wonderful memories. Happy weekend.
ReplyDeletewhat beautiful hair!!!
ReplyDeleteOh, that first one is priceless!!I imagine you have wonderful memories of Africa. Our former youth pastor was a missionary kid in Togo and tells quite interesting tails, especially of a pet monkey.
ReplyDeleteI remember that poem from my childhood. Unfortunately I had no curls -- my hair is straight as a board. :)
These are wonderful pictures and what gorgeous curly hair. Bongga mom is right, it did remind me of that movie... Out of Africa.
ReplyDeleteReally beautiful photos. I also got to hear that rhyme and its last line quite often in my childhood....
ReplyDeleteWow, those are awesome photos...someone was a great photographer even back then!
ReplyDeleteOh, I LOVE those photos, especially the first one. Wow!
ReplyDeleteps: My Mommie said she would trade her stick-straight hair for curls any day!
I love your photos. It's like they are up for an exhibit. :) Great really!
ReplyDeletePrecious memory, precious pictures! Thanks for sharing and for stopping by, and wish you a good week end! :)
ReplyDeleteWonderful photos! Beautiful! Terrific memories of your childhood.
ReplyDeleteYou look quite proper in those photos! I would say that these pics clear you of the naughty title!
ReplyDeleteYou were beautiful! I always wanted hair like that. And I love the first photo. I have one like that too, only it's my sister inspecting me (I'm the younger one) and she has a very skeptical look on her face!
ReplyDeleteLove those old baby carriages - they sure don't build them like that anymore! And I think I'd like to have curly hair at this point, mine is SO flat!
ReplyDeleteYour pictures are all beautiful, I especially love the first one
ReplyDeletei really love those pictures! there's something about the pause and silence in the pictures that is just so simply beautiful...
ReplyDeleteWhat neat pictures. My mom use to say that same poem often when I was growing up.
ReplyDeleteMy childhood picturs are up too!
Priceless photos!!
ReplyDeleteYou spent your childhood in Africa!! How unbelievable. I watched Born Free (for the umpteenth time) last week and just cried and cried. And remembered how that is the first movie
I ever remebered watching that made me lust after Africa.
Hopefully I will get there soon.
these are beautiful pictures! i love black and white photos, they always have this timeless feel to them. thanks for the comment on my blog!
ReplyDeleteThank you for stop in at my photo hunt.
ReplyDeleteIt amazing how we all have different back grounds and items.
I notice the tricycle in your last picture and I believe I have never seen one.
Awww, so adorable! I love the curly hair (I always wanted curls as a child).
ReplyDeleteall the photos are just wonderful!
ReplyDeleteI especially love the first one - photos of older siblings getting to know the newborn are so affectionate!
my childhood :)
Wow! Africa, France, England! I've never been out of the city. Beautiful pictures. What wonderful memories. Thanks for visiting our blog and the complement. So nice to meet you.
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What great photos! And what beautiful memories of your childhood!
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