a) shared these moments with a relative
b) associates these moments with a toy
c) became happy when this person turned a new leaf in life
d) was greatly intrigued before that moment
1. Sam Goodwin: I will never forget the day my parents took me to school. It was the first day of September. The weather was so pleasant and warm, with gentle rays of the sun. You could see shining eyes and smiling faces everywhere. New schoolchildren with their parents carrying bunch¬es of flowers were coming into the school yard looking smart and feeling important. Everybody realised it was a great day and felt cheerful and in a good mood. I was the happiest of all. My dream had come true. I had always wanted to enter that v" mysterious white building where you could get into the world of wisdom and knowledge.
2. Gloria Taylor: I was a little girl when World War II broke out. Those were hard times and one of the rare pleasures I had then was going to the cinema. It was like a magical escape into a brighter and happier world. Dancing halls, music and films gave people a chance to put aside their cares and worries at least for a while.
It was usually the two of us, queuing in the rain, waiting with excitement to be allowed to the picture house. Granny, like me, was a big film fan and adored the pictures. She was really a character and good fun. She turned small events into big adventures and, like all the best grannies, she told wonderful stories about the old days.
My first love was definitely the musicals. The beautiful costumes, the chorus lines of pretty girls, the happy endings — the whole make-believe world was a complete contrast to the stern and mere everyday life.
Despite rationing. Granny always managed to bring along a bag of tof¬fee which she would produce just as the picture was about to start. It was absolute heaven — the film and the toffee.
After the film, we could crowd into the streets, everything in darkness. Holding hands and chattering non-stop about the film, we made our way home.
3. Margaret Collins: It was a bitterly cold, frosty morning in November 1940. We, schoolchildren, had been sent outside as always, to run around in the playground and keep warm. My friend and I happened to be near the school gate when my father cycled past.
This was most unusual. We lived in a farm, quite a distance away! What on earth was my dad doing on his bicycle at that time of day? He didn't even answer me, but just kept going!
When school finished, I collected my little sister and began walking home with some) friends. I wondered why my mother and young¬er brother weren't at the gates to meet us...
All was revealed when we reached home — a lovely baby sister! We had been told another baby was on the way Dad, of course, had been hurriedly cycling to fetch the district nurse. As the eldest, I helped my mother as much as I could, lighting the fire first thing in the morn¬ing and getting my sister and myself off to school.
4. Grace Buxton: That bitterly cold day will stay with me always. I have always loved dolls, right from infancy when I had a bear named Teddy. He had such a lovely face, unlike some teddies of the 1920s. But I grew out of Teddy and he was replaced by Elsie May. My happiness had no end. Elsie May had a china head, blinking blue eyes, and a rosebud mouth. I took her for walks in my dolls' pram. Elsie May was loved by me for many years, and Mum even made her anoth¬er outfit of a green satin dress and a green cloak and hood, trimmed with cotton wool. I still had Elsie May when I mar¬ried, although her head was wobbly and liable to come off. So many years have passed but I still remember Elsie May — my childhood friend.
Recently I read about the latest in baby dolls. One modern doll, called Emily, is so lifelike she can almost be taken for a real baby. Emily has vinyl skin, hand-applied hair and delicate eyelashes. Emily comes wearing a knitted pink two-piece sleep-suit and is wrapped in a soft blanket. But those lucky enough to own Emily can't love her any more than I loved my Elsie May with an ugly papier-mache body and clothes made by my Mum.