This Thanksgiving, my mom and I sat at the kitchen table listening to the cassette tape she’d recorded between 1985-1988 of my brother and me saying our ABC’s, singing “Jesus Loves Me,” etc. It’s amazing to me how early our creative loves developed – I take every opportunity to tell stories; my brother wants to sing. I took the tape home with me and uploaded it, and so here we are.
My first story, which I have henceforth titled “MYSTERY” for reasons that will soon become obvious, was recorded when I was 4. It’s full of twists and turns and beloved childhood characters, and it is a confusing gem, if I do say so myself.
The second story I guess should be called “Snowball and the B-B-B-B-Big Bad Wolf” and is from when I was 6 and had clearly developed my storytelling skills.
Enjoy. And yes, my brother Christian is in the background and will later this week be embarrassed with a YouTube upload of HIS first performance.