Country Writings

Thursday, March 16, 2006

When I was a senior in high school, my mother that was never ill got an appointment with a Dr. in Little Rock Ar. which was in the big city for us, since we lived 100 miles from LR.I was really scared cause I was so worried as to what was wrong with my mother. Well, whenshe came from the Dr. not a wordwas said as to what waswrong. On Saturdays, we did not do much of our farm work--just kinda relaxed and I was rolling my mother's hair and I said to her"Mama, you HAVE to tell me what is wrongwith you." She said"Well I guess I am pregnant. I jumped up and down, I was so happy and Isaid "Oh, I know I will have a baby sister."She said,"You oughtto be ashamed of yourself, Iam 42 years old," and I tell her I don't care because I wanted a baby sister. I was 17 and my brother was 15 when my sister was born. Bob and my Dad had wanted a boy but mama and I got what we wanted/ She was such a beautiful baby,a head full of black hair and big blue eyes and beautiful skin. Mama said Icould name her.A little girl had falle n into a well in Ca. that year and it was all over the radio news and the little girl was Kathy Fiscus, So I named my sister, Kathy and Mama added Dell to it, so we had a beautiful little Kathy Dell. I was headed for college so I did not get to be with the baby as I wouldhave liked too.My moyther was a very good mother. As Kathy grew ,sometimes she would come ask me could she do something and Mama let both of us know that SHE wasthe mother. Mama was still a little embarrassed that she had two teenagers and a baby. When Kathy was about 2 years old, Mama and Kathy and I rode the Cook bus to "town" as we called it, 35 miles away. The bus would run 3 times per week and for a fee you could ridethe bus to a grocery store and department stores we did not have in the country. My mother always carried a wet washrag in waxed paper to wipe Kathy's hands ifthey became dirty. We went into a department store and Kathy had been eating candy and Mama wanted to wipe her hands. Well, Kathy took off running with Mama calling her to come to her. Then I said for her to come to us. The clerk said to Kathy":You'd better listen to your mother and grandmother. Boy, my mother was mad. She said "I have you know that I am the mother of BOTH of these girls."Now as I have gotten much older, my sister lives just up the road from me here in Ar. She kept telling my husbandand me to come back to Ar. after we retired and we did. So I look at this woman kathy has becme and I am so poroud of her and I really do not know what my Mom andDad would have done without her as they got older. So what sometimes seems to be an embassament, turns into a blessing!!

Monday, March 13, 2006

A young couple had just gotten married and the young bride wanted to cook good meals for her husband. When she would use a cake mix for a cake or biscuits from a can, the husband would always say,"My mother cooked from Scratch." One day the young lady went to the grocery store and asked if they had any Scratch. The owner said "No, you will have to go toa feed store to get Scratch." The lady went to the feed store and asked if he had Scratch. He told her yes they did and since it came in a large sack, it was in the back. She asked for a sack ofthe Scratch and the man carried it to her car for her. The man then turned to the young lady and said'How many chickens do yu have?" When the lady answered that she did not have chickens, he told her that she must have chickens if she had that much Scratch. So the lady found out who sold chickens and drove to a farm and bought a dozen chickens. When she drove home, she ut the chickens in their fenced front yard. When her husband got hme from work, he came running into the house and asked why were there chickens in their front yard. His young bride said"Well, I bought some Scratch from the feed sstore so I could cook from scratch like your mother did and the owner ofthe feed store told me I had to have chickens so I bought some. The young man did not know whether to laugh hysterically or to scream!!

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

The Rooster's Crow

I heard a rooster crow today. Hoiw is it that a rooster is crowing in a large city?But whereever that rooster was, his crowing took me back to my childhood. We did not need an alarm clock in my country home in Arkansas because my parents relied on the crow of the rooster to wake them up. Mama would start breakfast and Daddy would check on the cows and other farm animals. I would be awake but did not want to get out of bed. My Dad would come to the bedroom door and say"Shug, if you want breakfast, you'd better get up."Of course I wanted those biscuits, eggs, sausage and gravy my mother usually prepared for breakfast. My brother, two years younger than I, would come to the table and we four would ssit down to talk about our plans for the day while we atre the delicious food. After breakfast, my brother, Bob Roy, had to go help Daddy milk the cows before school. If Bob saw that old rooster that had awakened our parents, he would throw rocks at him. I always thought Bob had decided if he got rid of that rooster, he could sleep longer.

Teen-agers today do not hear a rooster crowing to wakethem up ofthe morning. They stagger out of bed maybe 30 minutes before school. Their Mom does not fix them breakfast because she and their Dad have already gone to work. Let's go back to the time when a rooster woke us up and the day began very early and we were happy and content!!