A
few weeks ago my mother told me a story about her father that I had never heard
before. He wasn’t much for going to
church even when he was young but one day he reluctantly attended. He was sitting in the pew when some people
wanted to get past him so as he rose up he lifted the whole bench up with him
knocking some ladies off their seats.
Then he muttered under his breath “I thought I was in the theatre” which
made me laugh so hard as I pictured him saying this (in Danish, with a few
sprinkled curse words). He was more
accustomed to being in a theatre than in a church! Then last night Mom let out the same
exclamation as she tipped back her chair to watch the show. We both cracked up laughing.
I am so enjoying having my mother live
with me, not just for the fabulous perks of home cooking and housecleaning, but
because little stories come out at unexpected times. Of course there are lots of anecdotes that I’ve
heard before but every once in a while a fresh story comes out that I never
knew before (or couldn’t remember). This
is where the tape recorder and video camera should come in handy but it’s like
when your critter does some amazing stunt – the equipment is never there when
you need it! As we become more mature
(not to say Older) we savour anecdotes much more than when we were
youngsters. It’s also easier to see
where all our personal quirks come from when we hear how our grandmother or
great grandfather conducted themselves in a certain situation. I particularly like the story about my great
grandmother who was fond of stating quite firmly that she stood on her rights,
whether she had them or not. The apple
doesn’t fall far from the Tree!
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