My choices were Apple Tree, Aluminum Christmas Trees, and Adjustable Roller Skates.
All three are a blast from my past, but the apple tree won. It is one of my earliest childhood memories.
This memory appeases all of my senses.
Our family lived on the lower level of my Grandma's house. Outside our front door was a concrete slab where we could sit and play by a level side yard that quickly sloped down into what, at the time, seemed to me to be a steep hill. At the bottom of that hill I could SEE the APPLE TREE. In my young mind everything revolved around that apple tree.
I can still FEEL the roughness of the bark as I climbed up to my perch in that tree. We spent hours there. My older brother and sister on the higher branches and me, the youngest, on the lower ones. We would play telephone, using tin cans on a string.
"Ring, ring. Hello. Not you! I was calling Tom. Ring, ring. Hello. Hi Tom, what are you doing? (I think he was usually "making things" and certainly not interested our little parties). So, Ring, ring. Hello. Hi Kathleen. Can you HEAR me? Yeah? Close your other ear. Now can you still hear me? You wanna play?" It seemed the nonsense went on forever.
I can still SMELL those apples as they ripened. They were small and tart to the TASTE. I was always fearful of the ever present worms. I seem to remember they were not good for anything other than to let them fall to the ground to rot.
Down that gently sloping (steep) hill I went as I tried to ride my brother's little bike. My skill set certainly did not include knowing how to brake. So, I headed straight for my friend, the apple tree. I'm pretty sure that, though everyone came running, I didn't get hurt. In my young five year old mind, that apple tree saved me. And that, my friends, is why A is for Apple Tree.
Day two of A to Z Challenge: My choices are Barbie Dolls, Big Chief Tablet, Black and White TV, and Bath Time
Any guesses on what I'm going to choose?