Powder Pink Phone- Childhood Memory

When I was 6 I started school and growing up meant responsibilities. Part of the responsibilities that I took up was answering the phone. Not any phone but my own phone, it was powder pink. Just right for a girls room, and rotary fun for dialing. I treasured this phone because it was the very item that made it possible to talk to my family way in another state. My best friend down the street, although she didn't have her own phone in her room, she could use her mom's. We would talk for hours, do our home work together and joke about the boys. On this powder pink phone we would figure out what we were wearing, make out our weekend plans and talk to boys as we grew older. On this Phone I made my first date, received many holiday greetings from family and birth announcements of new family members, even news if my parents were running late from work. On this pink phone I grew from adolescent to a young lady. On this pink phone I stayed connected to everyone that I knew and hold memories dear of the times I held that little pink phone in my hand up to my ear.