When I was younger my favorite memory was when my dad found a free mattress outside in an alleyway we used to live by. He put it in our backyard and we used it as if it were a trampoline. It wasn’t very bouncy but I remember it being extremely fun to play on. We would do somersaults on it and other tricks we thought were pretty cool at the time. So I decided to ask a few people what their favorite childhood memory was.

• Gracie McHenry – “At my old house me and my sister wanted to move her room to the basement so all of us could have our own rooms. While moving her bed, which was the last and biggest piece of furniture, her bed wouldn’t fit down the stairs, out the front door, or out the side door, so we decided the next best thing was the patio door and onto the deck. We put our trampoline right under the deck and threw the bed off. My sister was outside on the trampoline trying to catch the bed and I almost threw it on top of her. We did get her bed to the basement, but trying not to break the frame or hurt ourselves is very funny to look back on.

• Mrs. Stannke –  “When I was around 6 years old, I really loved the movie Superman. I had tied a blanket around my neck like a cape and threw my play keys down the stairs. I remember my sister standing at the bottom of the stairs telling me I could do it. I was convinced I could fly down the stairs. The basement stairs were wood and the basement floor was concrete. I proceeded to yell and put my arms out. The next thing I knew, I was in our bathroom with my parents asking me to wake up. I had knocked myself out.”

• Mrs. Kershaw “When I was 9 or 10, I convinced my parents to send me to Girl Scout camp, and about 10 hours in I remembered that I hate being outdoors. I told the camp I was homesick, but they insisted that I try to stick it out. I had this epiphany that if I didn’t eat anything, they’d have no choice but to let me leave. So I stuck with my one-man Hunger Strike, even when they pulled me into the kitchen privately and offered me special food, and after about 30 hours, I got to go home. My mom was… not impressed.”