by Kathleen
When I was a kid, my mother would play the radio in the mornings while we ate breakfast and got ready for school. Every week day morning, the radio station would have a phone-in contest for children. The kids had to call in and guess the number. If they got it right they won a prize. I only remember them allowing one child to try each morning.
One morning when they made the announcement for the kids to call in for the contest, I knew it was number 4 that day and if I called in I would win! I ran to the phone on the wall in the kitchen and asked my mother if I could call the radio station because I knew it was number 4 that day! She refused to let me.
Disappointed, I sat down at the table to eat my breakfast along with my brothers. The contest came on a few minutes later and the D.J. asked the kid that called in for the number. He guessed wrong. It had been 4!! I had been right. I would have won the prize if I had gotten through. That is, if I had been allowed to call at all. That was the only time I got the number. I suppose it was fruitless to bother again, so I never tried.
However, that was when I decided that 4 was my lucky number, despite not actually getting the prize.
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