When I was about 10 or 11 I was in a Hubba Bubba Bubble Blowing contest. It was at our local mall and my Stepmother took me. It was quite an experience!
First of all, I was just so excited to be there. It felt so important for some reason. A really big deal, in my mind anyway.
So I'm anxiously standing in the line. My heart was pounding fast, I was downright nervous! They began to pass out one piece of gum to each contestant. I still remember the smell as I unwrapped it. Such a sweet smell! Once unwrapped, it had almost a powdery coating on it. I popped it into my mouth and began to chew. I was on my way to winning this contest!
There were at least 10 kids in front of me, so I had time to practice blowing bubbles. As I practiced, my nerves began to calm because I was blowing some huge bubbles! I kept practicing and watching the people in front of me as they took their turn.
Suddenly I was not only calm, I was getting a little cocky too and I asked for a second piece of gum to add to my first. They complied and as soon as I put it in my mouth, I thought I may have made a mistake. My bubbles were no longer easy and big. They were thick and small! My nerves started to get the best of me again.
Finally it was my turn. I stepped up on the small stage. My palms were sweaty!
You had to blow a bubble and the judge had a circular type of ruler. I had never seen such a thing. But it was in the shape of a C and would expand smaller or larger.
So I did it. I blew a bubble. A tiny, thick, non winning bubble. POP it was over just like that!
No, I was not a bubble blowing winner that day. But I did not leave upset. I left learning that less is more and that if I ever had the chance to be in another Hubba Bubba Bubble Blowing contest, I would only chew one piece of gum.
I've not yet had the opportunity to claim that award but that's alright by me because this was a fabulous experience in my youth that created a memory that I cherish!