I wish I lived in a treehouse

The Berenstain Bears live in a tree house. They have branches growing in their hallways and bedrooms. When Max (who was being a nuisance of one kind or another) had a forest grow all around in his room, I was terribly jealous. Piglet and Pooh bear had it made. Me, I never had a treehouse.

That’s not *entirely* true. A couple of the neighbourhood boys nailed some planks of plywood into a couple of trees in the alley. It was terribly unsafe, but incredibly cool, and we loved it. Then the neighbours complained to someone and the father of one of the boys (the father who was a carpenter) took it down. So the boys spent the rest of the summer shooting squirrels out of the trees with slingshots.

You don’t know how desperately I wanted to write “so the boys spent the rest of the summer shooting squirresl with slingshots out of the trees”. **Sigh**

Squirrels with slingshots are dangerous critters, you know. Terrible accurate with the aiming.

Anyway, I’ve always wanted to live in a treehouse. Then, quite some time ago, I saw what this guy did, and I’ve upped my desire to live in a tree a thousandfold. In a tree or on a boat. Possibly even in a boat that’s in a tree. In a tree that’s on a boat would be more problematic…although living in one of those spheres, suspended from the masts…now that *would* be cool.

cenobyte
cenobyte is a writer, editor, blogger, and super genius from Saskatchewan, Canada.

5 Comments

  1. Don’t even talk about treehouses unless you are talking about the Swiss Family Robinson. Now there was paradise…until those scurfy pirates showed up. Aarggh.

  2. I’d settle for a tent on a platform in the Amazon canopy.I’d drink rum like crazy, smoke big, fat, Cuban cigars, and whack golf balls into the jungle from my elevated home.That and it would be fun to pee over the edge. :-)

  3. Oh Gawd!For years…for YEARS I dreamed of living with the Swiss Family Robinson. I would have been their porter. I would have scrubbed their floor with bulrushes. I would have whistled soundlessly across their brows when the heat was too much and the coconuts were in short supply. What a horrible, heart-wrenching let-down the SFR house was in Disneyland. I don’t think I’ve ever been more let down by anything in my entire life.

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