Wednesday, June 19, 2019

Bits and Pieces that Stirred Memories

    A friend posted a little something on Facebook about blinking her eyes, and it immediately sparked a memory of an old German song we  used to sing that contained the line; Denk bei jedem augenblicki obs vielleicht der letzte sein. (Think every time we blink our eyes that it could be the last time.)
     German was considered to be a holy language, and wanting to please God I attempted to think that every time I blinked. It didn't take long at all, before I realized I blink way too often in order to be able to think anything other than that I'm blinking. So I quit and hoped God wouldn't mind too much.
     Free Wi-Fi, the sign at the window proclaimed.
     Neither LV or I can ever see a sign like that with out immediately having a memory come to mind of a certain Amish man who was ordering food at a restaurant that was offering free Wi-Fi. After placing his order he added that he'll also take one of their free "wiffys". It took the girl a minute to figure out what it was that he wanted.
      Poor guy found out that day that you can't eat a "wiffy", or Wi-Fi, which I'm sure was a huge disappointment to him. After all when you're Amish, food is much more important than internet connection.
      Working in the attic is bring back all sorts of memories.
      I've made a discovery though, and that is, I value the memory of all the fun I had with my childhood toys way more than the actual toys. After hanging onto them for so long I finally said good-bye to everything except my rag doll, Sally.
     I can't throw her out. All the love I poured into her ... she was my baby, and I still feel protective of her.


  1. I think we all understand about old toys. I have the dollhouse I got the Christmas I was five. I played with that house endlessly, decorating and redecorating. It was the beginning of all things miniature.

  2. There are some things that you just cant be parted from. My teddies are nearly 80 years old, tattered and almost hairless now....but I cant let them go.

  3. I still have my teddy bear from childhood. Memories are attached to him.
    I laughed out loud at the "Free wiffys".

  4. Interesting that you would mention the German laugh and that it was considered holy. When I grew up in a Mennonite home and church, many of the older adults also felt that God's language must be German.

  5. Oh, those things that stir our memories! I would keep Sally; she's special!


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