I was reading an article about the bible the other day, and what I gathered to be the writer’s intent was that the end result was an accumulation of many times retold and translated stories.

It sort of relates to another story I read years ago and reenacted with a few friends to check its veracity. What happens is the first person is given the correct story, then having memorised it, relates it to the second and then so on along a chain of ten people.

The end story related by the tenth person, when compared to the original, had only parts of the original story and for some reason new elements that somehow were misinterpretations of original story elements.

This perhaps could be put down to the individual’s upbringing and background, which always gets used in the interpretation of what they are told. We all use different methods to remember things, and this will always impact how we interpret and relate information.

It’s also the same when three different eyewitnesses to an accident will rarely agree on the details. Certain elements will be the same, but others will not.

When families recall events involving all of them, each will remember seminal events differently, and usually, from their perspective, it will revolve around where they perceive they fit in the family hierarchy. A stronger brother or sister will always see it differently from a weaker one.

My childhood memories are basically different to my brothers, and I suspect those events that he fails to recall are deliberately cast away because either they didn’t affect him, or they were so horrible, that he deliberately cast them out.

We all tend to do that. Some memories he has of the so-called old days I have no recollection of.

Memories are a choice. We choose to remember the good ones and cast out the bad. Was that the case when it came to putting the biblical story down on paper (or stone as the case may be).

However we look at it, remember it, or relate it, the old days, the days of yesteryear, will always be different. For me, the 60’s and 70’s were horrible, for everyone else, well that’s another story.