Humming

Humming.

I started Humming in 1988 when  was 3 years old, if not sooner. I could keep the melody but I was not able to talk or sing well. My younger sister was the opposite. She would remember the words to a song and sing it off tune. I can sing it on tune but with the wrong words. I was able to hum.

1988
3 years old
163: Rose Grove, Forest Grove, Oregon, United States
Joey Arnold, The Original Oatmeal

Family Photo 1988

I remember holding onto my yellow binoculars as we walked to the Forest Grove First Baptist Church. It was me, my brother, sister, and mother. My younger sister was not born yet and my father was most likely at work.


1988
3 years old
Forest Grove First Baptist Church: Forest Grove, Oregon, United States
Joey Arnold, The Original Oatmeal

Car Accident.

My brother pulls me out of the way as my mother is hit by a car when I was 3 years old in the year 1988 on the Pacific Avenue street, just blocks from where we live in the Rose Grove Community, in Forest Grove, Washington County, Oregon, United States.

It was after observing the gymnastic practice or competition in down-town Forest Grove. After getting off the Tri-Met bus number 57, as we went across the street at night, my mother did not see this car or truck that went on to hit her.

My mother ended up getting a cast on her broken arm. We had to help her out on housework for the next few months.

Trusted neighborhood friends took us to their house, where we played hide and seek, until out father went on to take us home to some grape juice into my half cup half bottle sipping cup of mine. We later went to the hospital to see mom.

Something may have happened to the glasses of my mother.

Sinking In Seattle

I remember being in the back seat of a blue or white 1980's car when I was three years old in the year 1988, I believe, as we rolled from Forest Grove, Oregon, to Seattle, Washington, USA.

This car was full and I remember seeing a bunch of bridges, as in over-passes, highways, and ramps, since all of these things were new to me. The car was full with around 5 larger people and me, my brother, and possibly my older sister, since my younger sister (and last remaining sibling) was not born yet until 2 years after that in 1990.

There was a piano in a big room with curtains.

There was another room with many stairs which were also like seats as found at college classrooms.

There was a large pool that they placed me in, that I would have drown in if they felt like letting go of me as they tried zapping me into Kermit the Frog.

1988

Seattle, Washington, United States

By Joey Arnold, the Original Oatmeal

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