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What is One of Your Most Precious Memories from Childhood?

For me, it’s Sunday morning cartoons during my early years at the Russian orphanage.

Ну, погоди!
Чебурашка!
Ёжик в тумане!
Винни-Пух!

The list goes on and on.

I remember sometimes lying in bed, not knowing whether I had slept the night before, waiting for the supervisor to wake up so I could make my way to the family room.

“Can I watch cartoons?” She would nod.

I’d flip through the channels until I saw animated characters dancing across the screen. Slowly, the room would fill up. Other youngsters would join me. With each person entering the room, I’d turn to see who it was. No words were exchanged. Just a nod and a smile. Shared excitement.

For those hours, we weren’t just orphans. It felt as if we were superheroes, explorers, and more. The stories, as brief as they were, helped me escape the reality I was living in. I wanted to grasp each of those moments and never let them go. They meant the world to me.

But as the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. The screen would eventually go blank. The programming would transition to more “adult” television. I remember the sinking feeling, the wish that those moments could last forever, and the longing for the next Sunday to arrive sooner.

Looking back on it today, it wasn’t just about the cartoons. It was about the reality they created. The feeling of belonging, the shared experiences, and the opportunity to bond with fellow orphans. The cartoons brought us laughter. They helped me understand that joy can be found in the smallest of moments.

I am grateful for those Sunday mornings and the moments they helped create … moments I hope to remember for as long as I can ❤️

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Oleg Lougheed
Oleg Lougheedhttps://www.momentsworthremembering.com/
His start in life was inauspicious. At 9 years old, he relinquished his parents' rights and entered the Russian orphanage. At 12 years old, he decided to be adopted into a new family, in a new country, halfway across the world, to start a new life. At 24 years old, he began his journey of helping others live the life they have always dreamed of, despite their hardships and misfortunes by allowing them to recognize the uniqueness and worth within their own story.

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  1. A very touching story, Oleg. You made a wonderful time of your experience and shared it with others.

    Although I started life as an orphan, I only had six weeks in that state of aloneness. I was blessed with the welcoming of the Benefiels into their home. I was a curious sort, naive to the context of words and television images that portrayed Soupy Sales as a child-friendly guy who loved to get pies in the face at the closing of his shows.

    I was probably 8 or 9 at the time and Soupy came to our ‘Smalltown USA’ Sidewalk Days as part of the festivities. Unbeknowst to my parents, I found a way to get a whipped cream pie, Soupy’s favorite, and proudly walked up to him with pie in hand (behind my back). As he stouped in response to my excitedness in meeting him, I introduced the pie in traditional fashion and thought it would be a hit. That was my first lesson in things aren’t always as they seem.

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