Today in sharing
Mommy's Piggy Tales,
I will be writing my story
about Second Grade.
Starting Second Grade was the best. I had
Mrs. Gladys Hasbrook for my teacher. I loved
art class and spelling. I found out that I wrote
very well, and that I could actually draw. Mrs.
Hasbrook always smelled good, and she loved
sweaters. She always wore a sweater. I used
to wonder if she was cold. Now Mrs. Umble
in first grade loved red lipstick and Mrs.
Hasbrook loved pink. (I thought all teachers
would be alike, so this was odd to me.)
In the photo above I am holding the squirrel.
During art class the two best photos wore
chosen to display for the newspaper when
they came to Adams Flying A's to see what we
were working on in class that day.
Momma and Daddy were so proud. Momma
hurried down to the newspaper the very next
day to get the photo I still have in my
possession today.The boy beside me was
James, and he had red hair and freckles.
LaDonna was the little girl sitting beside
me. We went clear through High School
together.
Take notice of our supply boxes. Yes that
is right a King Edward cigar box, and do
you see the little bottle of paste sitting
in there? Yep, the infamous paste that
we loved smelling.
The little jumper I have on, Momma made
for me. It was light blue, and I can see it
hanging in my closet as if it were only
yesterday. Memories are just the best.
The above photo is me at Christmas. We are at
Grandma and Grandpa's Christmas breakfast.
They bought me the little sewing machine I
am turning in the photo. I was so excited. I
just knew I could make clothes like Momma
did for me. Boy was I in for a BIG surprise.
All I got was poked a bunch of times. (I
find it so amazing, that our machines had
real needles, and even our irons that went
to our ironing boards really plugged in. We
would never give that to our 7 and 8 year old
girls today.) Times sure have changed.
Again look at the curls. Now I have to tell
you I had to sleep on rollers for those curls,
and do any of you gals remember:
Dippity-Doo? Yep that always did the trick
for the curls. I wonder whatever happened
to Dippity Doo? I'll have to check into that.
Another post, yep another post.
The last photo I wanted to share was the Summer
after 2nd grade. We went to Colorado on vacation.
I am 2nd from the left, along with my sister and 2
brothers. Look at the mountains in the background.
We went to Pike's Peak, and I remember we had no
coats, and Daddy and Momma went to a general
store close by and bought us all jean jackets.
(Marydon Sweetie, you will notice this Sister did
not have a jacket on then either. You see I have
been hot blooded ALL my life. Some things just
never change. I would have had my thongs on
then too, but I am sure Daddy and Momma had
something to say about that back then.) We had
pedal pushers on. I loved them.
Another lovely memory that came to mind,
was that the cabins we stayed in, were close
to a highway, and I remember they had a big
picnic table out front of our cabin. Us kids
would sit on the table and every semi truck
that came by we would move our arms up
down to see how many we could get to honk
their horns at us. We would just laugh and
laugh. Those were fun times, yes they were
good times. (And grown up now, I realize how
expensive those vacations were, and how
hard Momma and Daddy had to work to pay
for those vacations.)
As always, thank you for stopping by
my little piece of heaven,
here in the desert,
that I so love to call home.
Country hugs and much love,
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