Recently, I learned that after I left home my parents let my sisters have horse back riding lessons. My sisters were allowed to have music lessons before I left home. I only looked on while they had ALL the fun. Clearly, Dad hoped to form an accordian band just like the ones in the old country. That plan fell through. Dad's girls liked horses and hated accordians. Dad gave in to the pressure. With one less mouth to feed he could. This led me to thoughts about my childhood. From the very start I was a rebellious dare devil. I was surprised by this revelation. I had formed the opinion that I was a golden child who could do no harm. Upon reflection, I realize I have a few regrets. If only....
If only I had not been greedy, that CONCUSSION would not have happened. Warning to Moms: Do not hide candy high in the garage rafters. That is too much temptation for a pre-schooler to resist.
If only I had listened to Mom ,my broken birthday trike would not be sitting in a ditch. Explanation: Mom told me not to let Sammy ride it.
If only I had not been gullible, my pre-school self would not be stranded on the roof of our house. Question: Sammy and Roddy, why did you take the ladder away?
If only I had not been a MEAN LITTLE KID, Sammy would not have punched me in the eye. Apology: Sammy I am sorry I punched you first. (My eye turned Black. Sammy got in trouble!)
If only I had not been such a Rebel, my mean little self would not have jumped in the pool fully clothed! Consequences: 1) I swallowed a ton of water. 2) A spanking that REALLY hurt.
Yes, I kept my folks busy. And yet, they had five more children. Brave, weren't they? But as Dad used to say, The Lord hates a coward.
Getting physical
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Training sessions have been going really well these past few weeks. I
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Hi Honor,
The horseback riding lessons are news to me too. The only horse incident I recall involved one of the Gilsdorf horses stepping on Sharon's chest in the driveway of dad's store. Sharon actually had a bruise the shape of a horse shoe on her chest. I don't think she ever told dad.
As for accordian lessons...now I know what happened to my bosoms!!
The things we learn by blogging!!
ellen
Thanks for sharing these memories, Honor. I always loved listening to "the sisters" tell side-splitting stories at our family get-togethers about growing up with Grandma and Grandpa. Didn't you guys convince a customer to stick his head in a pickle jar to get a better whiff of the contents, and didn't his head get stuck?? Thanks for continuing to share your stories!
We did not try to convince a customer to stick his head in the pickle jar. He BEGGED us to let him do it. Then he could not pull out his head. When the customer finally removed his head he was coughing and gasping for air. His face was red and he appeared embarrassed. He refused any offers of help. This man had been a good customer and we never saw him again. I guess the customer is not always right.
hey i hope this works? to everybodys astonishment here i am blogging. it just goes to show you can teach an old dog new tricks. bow wow! Honor just think if you hadn't got into so much trouble, you wouldn't have had soooooomuch fun. by the way who wanted to play the accordian? we didn't have horse back riding lessons. we just went horse back riding with ?? the girls we would go with to have breakfast in the park with. We sang as we rode along " down in the valley" anybody else remeber that?
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