Monday, December 21, 2009

Christmas, when I was 14.

I got my very first telescope. Tone boy got a drum set and a car. It was his first Christmas that we could here him talk about what he got and I remember that we wanted to play with his stuff more than ours. Somehow an easybake oven and a Barbie hair doll doesn't seem as much fun when there is a car that you can drive in the living room.
I had the lead in the Christmas songs for the Gospel singers and all I could think about was singing that Christmas morning. That would be the only lead I ever had in the Gospel singers for a number of reasons. We had changed the words to the song "Ben", by Michael Jackson and I was to sing it for Christmas Mass. Ironic? Huh?
I sang it and cracked alot. But, I really didn't think it was that bad. Mr. Wallace did, though. He and all of the older people were appalled that we would sing a song about a rat to God. It was really offensive to them. I couldn't understand that, because I hadn't seen the movie.
That Christmas is so very clear to me. A huge bag of clothes came just for me from Mrs. Peterson. I could fit some of them and that was about the time when there weren't many people giving us clothes that fit me. Mrs. Peterson's clothes were gorgeous. That was amazing to me. Everything fit on top, of course and the boots wouldn't fit my calves. Imagine that?

4 comments:

Joanne Bodden said...

Have you gotten another Telescopes since then? You said first as if there have been a a lot LOL. That was such a vivid memory. I blocked most Christmases out of my head and really mostly remember Denise's pageant and feeling very drummer boyish. "I have no gifts to bring prrr rumpa pum pum!" there is a song by JT in the bleak Winter i will post which is how I still feel. God is magnificent and I am glad now, I did not get so caught up by the gifts & still offer my whole life. Peace Jayne hope you have a really great Christmas!

Jayne said...

Hubble? Don't we all have telescopes now that there is an internet? We bought another one at a garage sale, last year, but the children didn't treat it well, to my dismay.
I do remember that you were not one who nagged about presents like "sweet cookie". Amy was the one who we heard cry year after year for some advertised special. It seems that you were in her Christmas shadow somewhat. I had very intense interests and goals. I knew what I wanted to do and knew what I didn't like. I didn't like dollies and girly stuff. I liked dinosaurs and geology sets. When the other kids were playing tag, I was usually digging for dinosaur bones in the yard. I found some too. The oddities of my personality kept Dad and Mom wondering about me. Maybe that was my passive aggressive tendency. You were such a gift as a little one. Very low maintenance as a child.
I remember a couple of wonderful Christmas presents that you gave me, namely JT and that infamous Kathleen Battle incident. The snow makes me remember that wonderful sisterly love incident. Thanks for your many expressions of love and care. Remember the New Years you watched my newborn?

Joanne Bodden said...

There are certain Hikes and summits which are ( for me) like the best presents ever. Some trails have a way the sun comes in through the leaves like a holy place like a blessing directly from God! Freedom with in and without is what I go for & see it is a life long job. Those christmas presents had a sweet sentiment and I am glad that they lasted. Thank you for remembering them:-)

Jayne said...

What a wonderfully beautiful sunrise we had this morning. The miniature horses were galloping and they looked like magic in the pink and purple glow of the morning sun. They are so small and they run so fast in the morning. I can't even believe that they are real. The sun was huge over the horizon and purple and pink. I hope you saw the sunrise also.

Title- The Studious One!

Title-  The Studious One!
artwork by Elyse

Of biscuits and syrup

Of biscuits and syrup
tasty treats

Happy Saturday!

Happy Saturday!
a day at the Raptor Center.

Widdle Emmie in outer space school

Emmie jumped on the bus and off it flew out into the atmosphere. There was a set of clouds with turbulence right above the house and it took a few minutes for my Emmie to buckle her seatbelt. They hit the bump hard and it knocked my Emmie out of her seat and she bumped her head. The video camera came on and the monitor looked through and stated, Ms. Emmie, where are you? You are not in your seat. Where are you? I am alright I fell because I hadn’t buckled correctly. Well jump up Emmie we have a long way to go and you have to be buckled there is entirely too much turbulence in the stratosphere for you to unbuckle now. As soon as we are through this weather system there will be straight sailing but right now you must buckle. Emmie scrambled into the seat with intensity and purpose now. She watched every cloud pass her window and her nose was pressed to the window trying to see the top of the house as it drifted slowly out of sight. Soon they were not only out of sight of the house, the sun came out brightly and just as quickly they were putting on the atmospherical breathing apparatus and the outerspherical lights. The ABA and the OL. These precautions were to make them appear to be satellites to the radar as they were out in the ionosphere. Emmie knew all about this now. She had gone to the orientation and had a good breakfast and it took them 20 minutes for her to get out past the atmospherical pull and to feel the zero gravity. It would be 15 minutes before the gravity simulators would take effect, a glitch in the system which was being worked on. Until then, they enjoyed the couple of minutes of floatation, while being connected to the seats by belt. The first thing they saw everyday was the strataflotsam. The items which had been dumped into the atmosphere by earlier generations. What would their generation do about this ecological waste area that remained floating above their heads? This was a question for the generations. For now it was the area that they had to guide through on the way to school.

Midnight at the OASIS

Midnight at the OASIS
Sunset in Huntersville

My little Emmie

ran to the bus on the first day of the last year of school. 2 buns on the side of her head. She kissed me and ran at dawn to the bus. She was starting the adventure of a lifetime. I would never see that little girl again, she was going to woman school!

My Father and I 1989

My Father and I 1989

to the tune of Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme

A VISIT TO PAPA





Are you going to Mary Immaculate?
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

Remember me to the one who lived there,

He once was a true love of mine,

Tell him to buy me an acre of land,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

Between the muddy Hudson in Jamaica Bay,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,
Tell him to sow in it seeds of pure cream,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

And build Ice cream mountains and buildings of whipped cream,
Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,

Tell him to reap them with sickles of M&M’s,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

And chew bubble gum and eat till we’re done,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine.

Tell him to run it off down the motor parkway,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

After your done 50 pushups

and jog down the West Side Highway,

Then he’ll be a true love of mine…
(Don’t wait for me today dad, The kids are sick again, My tummy’s bulging again, My heart is aching again, And now there’s no love there…)


He once was, a true love of mine….So, Girls, I do beg you don't miss your Daddy,Apricots, Chocolate cherries and Pie,You have one short chance to see him on this side, Go visit him and let your light shine.