 Carolyn's Desk Drawer Memoirs written by Aunt Sylvia, a born writer! |
Carolyn's Desk Drawer Memoirs written by Aunt Sylvia, a born writer! |
A few days ago I was visiting with my sister and talking about childhood days. I asked her what she remembered about going to the country school that we attended.
Marie: The thing I remember most clearly, was our free play time outside for the little folks while the others had recitations of their lessons inside.
ME: What games did you play?
Marie: I loved to play in the fallen leaves and the game Last Couple Out. I had my favorite partner for that game. We played Andy Over too.
Me: What teachers do you remember?
Marie: I can only remember one and a conversation we had. I had worn a new pair of shoes to school. They were red high top lace shoes with black lower parts. My teacher admired them and said, "What little feet you have. I replied, "My feet are not little, just my shoes are."
Me: Tell me about lunch.
Marie: I took my lunch in a half gallon shiny syrup pail. We had a boiled egg every day with a sandwich and apple. We often sat on the woodpile to each eat our lunch. We had a good time at school.
Me: What did you like to do best?
Marie: I like to write on my slate and color pictures.
By Sylvia LENTZ
1982
Dinner time and the entire family surrounded the big oak table in the dining room of the log house on our farm. Father was seated at the head of the table with mother at his right. The three older girls were seated in chairs while us three younger ones sat on a long bench at the back of the table. Our meal began with Father asking the blessing on the food as he did at every meal. Our meal may have consisted of fried potatoes, green beans with wilted lettuce, onions, and tomatoes from our garden. Sometimes our Mother prepared one of our young fryers which was always a treat. I can see the condiment bottle of mustard, oil, and vinegar in a holder, the large white sugar bowl and the toothpick holder. The plain white china plates and bowls served our family for many years. During the winter months, our supper may have consisted of cornmeal mush and milk. It was always a joy when we completed our evening chores and could gather at the supper table at the close of another day.
Sylvia LENTZ
July 8, 1982
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