Jazzy1
Got A Cracker?
- Location
- Adirondack Region NY
What was your childhood bedroom like growing up?
Describe your childhood bedroom
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Aunt Bea
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- Near Mount Pilot
I had three very different bedrooms.
The first was a small room in my grandmother’s old farmhouse with a large print colonial wallpaper featuring soldiers, a holdover from one of my older brothers, and an assortment of hand me down furniture.
It was a very scary room for me because there was a hatch to the attic in the ceiling and I was sure that something awful waited on the other side of that hatch.
As far as I know, my oldest brother was the only person slim enough to squeeze through the opening. The only thing in the huge old attic room was a dome topped Victorian tin trunk that remained there until the dilapidated old house was burned down by the local volunteer fire company as a practice drill.
Next was a tiny room in a sketchy $75.00/month apartment, landlord white with many of the familiar old hand me downs.
The third was a small room in my stepfather’s house that was furnished with inexpensive new Colonial style maple furniture, sort of a peace offering/welcome to the new family.
The stuff wasn’t as important to me as having my own private sanctuary, not much has changed over the years.
The first was a small room in my grandmother’s old farmhouse with a large print colonial wallpaper featuring soldiers, a holdover from one of my older brothers, and an assortment of hand me down furniture.
It was a very scary room for me because there was a hatch to the attic in the ceiling and I was sure that something awful waited on the other side of that hatch.
As far as I know, my oldest brother was the only person slim enough to squeeze through the opening. The only thing in the huge old attic room was a dome topped Victorian tin trunk that remained there until the dilapidated old house was burned down by the local volunteer fire company as a practice drill.
Next was a tiny room in a sketchy $75.00/month apartment, landlord white with many of the familiar old hand me downs.
The third was a small room in my stepfather’s house that was furnished with inexpensive new Colonial style maple furniture, sort of a peace offering/welcome to the new family.
The stuff wasn’t as important to me as having my own private sanctuary, not much has changed over the years.
RadishRose
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- Location
- Connecticut, USA
The one I remember most of the two had a dark green quilted coverlet and dark green bedskirt. Both rooms were painted pink and I don't remember the window coverings. My chest of drawers and bureau were gray. I had a small bookcase.
My father and I slept in the same room till I was in third grade, different beds, it was a typical old farm house bedroom so nothing note worthy about the room. My older sister and my mom slept in another room and in the same bed, I never realized how odd our sleeping arrangement was until I was a bit older.
In third grade my dad was convalesing from a near fatal car accident so they moved me to a small storage room downstairs, it didn't have a door so my mom hung a blanket over the doorframe. I stayed in that little room till I graduated highschool. I never had posters or such on the walls but I got hold of a couple of cheap speakers and wired them into a small radio and thought I had a stereo. lol
In third grade my dad was convalesing from a near fatal car accident so they moved me to a small storage room downstairs, it didn't have a door so my mom hung a blanket over the doorframe. I stayed in that little room till I graduated highschool. I never had posters or such on the walls but I got hold of a couple of cheap speakers and wired them into a small radio and thought I had a stereo. lol
Naturally
Well-known Member
- Location
- Corner of Walk 'n Don't Walk
A small bedroom shared with my little brother. We had bunk beds ... turned into twin beds about when we became teenagers.
When we first moved there I was 5, almost 6. I had to jump up to turn the light switch on. It was a normal wall switch and I could barely jump and reach it. Thankfully I soon got taller.
There was a cobbled together desk with an open style china hutch over it. The hutch had two rows of shelves. A small corner bookshelf. I don't remember much being on the walls and the radio we had was a combination alarm clock. Pretty plain. We lived in the country and all the magic happened outside.
When we first moved there I was 5, almost 6. I had to jump up to turn the light switch on. It was a normal wall switch and I could barely jump and reach it. Thankfully I soon got taller.
There was a cobbled together desk with an open style china hutch over it. The hutch had two rows of shelves. A small corner bookshelf. I don't remember much being on the walls and the radio we had was a combination alarm clock. Pretty plain. We lived in the country and all the magic happened outside.
Paladin1950
Still love 50's & 60's music!
- Location
- Mohawk Valley, NY
We moved around so much. I can't recall most of them.
Paladin1950
Still love 50's & 60's music!
- Location
- Mohawk Valley, NY
Every child had a scary closet back then. I know my older sister had one.
Lizzie00
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- Location
- Down South
Moved to FL at age 14 and landed my own bedroom with old time terrazzo floors. There was a community pool & i was (allegedly) given the choice of a pool membership OR wall-to-wall carpet for my bedroom. I don’t recall making this choice but i sure remember that blue carpet
hollydolly
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- London England
Same......I can't remember anything beyond a bed !