The button for this Meme is in the sidebar. If you want to participate from here you can use the button. This is fun and relatively carefree because you write, flat out without a pause for correcting anything like grammar or punctuation, for five minutes on the word chosen. Give it a spin if you are game. I never write very much because I'm anal about mistakes and the reason for that is that I'm not good at finding them in writings that I do even without restriction like not being able to go back and correct. Mon Dieu!
New:
New is the feeling I once had when we moved to another school district far away from the L.A. school system. I was given a chance to leave behind the terribly stereotypical prejudice that L.A.'s school system had had practically from the moment it was formed.
New is something I only had as a child when we got a new pet or mother made us new clothes, or she ordered dresses for me from the Sears catalog. We saved nearly all year for the clothing budget. I never really felt poor because we didn't go hungry and anyway, I never felt like I wasn't well looked after.
New is something DH and I couldn't really afford when we got married except for a washer and dryer that I ordered, much to his dismay, when the first baby started producing smelly diapers by the dozen!
I was very happy to not have much of anything that was new because I'd been raised that way. I loved the hunt you see, at Junk Yard that existed in those days and had everything including furniture! I sewed for myself and then for the older girls until they were nearly into their teens, and all this time we happily garnered many things used aside from the pots and pans I bought, along with an iron, and a set of dishes and silverware when I was single, and a jewelry store (of all things) had these things in a complete set for only $55. Some of these things we have to this day, and they are living the life of a traveling kitchen, after being in the second hand military style foot lockers and going camping with us all the way to such places as Yosemite.
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New:
New is the feeling I once had when we moved to another school district far away from the L.A. school system. I was given a chance to leave behind the terribly stereotypical prejudice that L.A.'s school system had had practically from the moment it was formed.
New is something I only had as a child when we got a new pet or mother made us new clothes, or she ordered dresses for me from the Sears catalog. We saved nearly all year for the clothing budget. I never really felt poor because we didn't go hungry and anyway, I never felt like I wasn't well looked after.
New is something DH and I couldn't really afford when we got married except for a washer and dryer that I ordered, much to his dismay, when the first baby started producing smelly diapers by the dozen!
I was very happy to not have much of anything that was new because I'd been raised that way. I loved the hunt you see, at Junk Yard that existed in those days and had everything including furniture! I sewed for myself and then for the older girls until they were nearly into their teens, and all this time we happily garnered many things used aside from the pots and pans I bought, along with an iron, and a set of dishes and silverware when I was single, and a jewelry store (of all things) had these things in a complete set for only $55. Some of these things we have to this day, and they are living the life of a traveling kitchen, after being in the second hand military style foot lockers and going camping with us all the way to such places as Yosemite.
stop
see, I'm not very fast.
I think you did just fine! I love the old, loved things that I own. They are full of memories and love and sometimes, that is better than new.
ReplyDeleteHi Patricia. Thank you, and I agree, our old things are full of memories. I rue the day that we got rid of our old red chair, to replace with recliners, and this was because it had little baby Bee's teething marks on the arm. Or when the old platform rocker that I rocked all the babies in, and that we reupholstered in a ROP class one year finally went. Indeed: Family History!
DeleteI remember when we got all of our clothes from the Sears catalog. Once a year in August Mom sent in a big order for all 5 kids. Everything we needed for the next year...and then it took her the entire year to pay it off. Even after the shoes were worn out and the clothes were outgrown. Thanks for the memories
ReplyDeleteAnytime, Paula. Thanks for sharing your memories. I think Mother paid off our clothes for a year through there were only three of us. That thick old Sears' catalog played a big part in many lives. It was an amazing era, wasn't it? Glad you enjoyed the ramble down memory lane with my childhood self.
DeleteOddly, the same thing is happening to Brick and Mortar stores. Online sales are something they are getting behind in a big way.