on My Sister vs. Recycling

Just before I left Goshen, I spent some time converting some old video from my childhood into digital form. I’ve been meaning to post a few clips since then, but due to technical difficulties and moving across the country I haven’t gotten to it until now.

So enjoy this clip of what happened when it was time to take paper off the cans for recycling.

As you can see, not even my sister’s embittered cries could stop me from be focused on recycling those cans. So much sibling love going on there. :) Fortunately now we can watch this and share a good laugh.

3 Responses to “on My Sister vs. Recycling”

  1. LOL. And that’s all that needs to be said…

    Nathan said this on October 19th, 2007 at 8:56 am

  2. haha yeeeah. i’m glad we’re not like that anymore. except for maybe your high voice. (;
    nice work getting this up.

    beth said this on October 21st, 2007 at 1:43 pm

  3. By way of background — one of Beth’s plaintive cries, “Matasha,” refers to a one-inch pink rubber cat, a well-beloved (and challenging to find when misplaced) toy of hers. David, on the other hand, had a collection of toy elephants. Beth obviously had a script of some sort in her head and David was not conforming…”You didn’t say ‘Elephant’!”
    Fortunately your communication has improved over the years, D and B!

    sally said this on October 22nd, 2007 at 9:35 am

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