Tell Me a Story Challenge :
Choose a person. Then do any or all of the following:
- Make a list of the top ten stories about this person, a word or phrase will do.
- Choose one story and tell a compelling, short version that will interest your family members in one minute or less.
- Tell a more detailed version of that story including photos if you have them.
For my first “Tell Me a Story” post I chose myself.
Top Ten Stories List about Me:
- The Saint Bernard
- How I finished college
- Miracle Baby #1
- How I got my name – sub-stories: meeting another Amberly, pulling up my schedule
- Miracle Baby #3
- English for Families
- Working mom, heart surgery
- Spiderman Shoes
- My scrapbooking groupie
- Finding out I was pregnant in August (don’t get too excited, this was a few years ago)
One Minute Story:
My husband and I met in college when he was looking for his “lost Saint Bernard”.
The Detailed Story:
My Junior year of college I was sitting in my living room with my cousin Cami. It was the first or second week of school. Cami was a Freshman and had come over to have a good talk and a cry. We’d been talking for a while when there was a knock at my door.
I opened the door to two guys who asked if we would help them find their lost Saint Bernard. I didn’t buy it for a second and told them so. They laughed and I invited them in. We all sat and talked for a few hours. When they left I couldn’t remember either of their names but it didn’t matter.
The funny guy with the hat remembered that I worked in the library and he made sure to be there “studying” during my shift the next day. I saw him and stopped to talk. One thing led to another. I learned his name – Jason, and his roommates name – Darin. Eventually we got married and now we have 3 kids, a dog, and a mortgage.
He told me later that they started at one end of the hall on our floor and knocked on every door trying out their Saint Bernard line. I was the 18th door they knocked on and the first girl who didn’t offer sympathy or help. They decided to come in and talk because I was the first girl who wasn’t a “fizzle-head”.
How did you meet your significant other?
Great story! Mine is not as entertaining. We met as day camp counselors when we were both in college. We were good friends for a year, then dated for a year, then were engaged for a year, and then married—almost 40 years ago!
Thank you Amy! Lucky you were both counselors at the same camp. 🙂
Yep! I thank my brother-in-law for that; he was the person overseeing the camp and convinced his little brother to work there!
See, it is a pretty great story after all!
Aren’t they all!?