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蓝蓝 发表于 2007-9-21 18:51

LIFE AS MAMA KNEW IT




                                    
         
        
        



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My children often asked me<br>

If I saw Abe Lincoln shot.<br>

If I rode in horse and buggy,<br>

And I'd say "that old I'm not!"<br><br>



So I took them to the places<br>

Where I used to run and play,<br>

And I told them many stories<br>

Of how things were in my day.<br><br>



The many homes we lived in<br>

With the outhouse right behind.<br>

Sleeping three in one full bed<br>

For our winters were unkind.<br><br>



The old pot bellied stove<br>

Where ten children gathered close,<br>

To warm their little bodies<br>

Before dressing in their clothes.<br><br>



Most all clothes were from relief<br>

Or hand me downs from others.<br>

Our shoes were lined with cardboard,<br>

As were our dad's and mother's.<br><br>



No butter on the toast we had...<br>

Lard, with sugar on the top.<br>

Canmilk coffee was for breakfast.<br>

Always two to one full cup.<br><br>



Hauling wood in winter snow<br>

With a wheelbarrow twice our size.<br>

Getting chased by neighbors horses<br>

Trudging homeward with our prize.<br><br>



There was a truck eleven<br>

And another seventeen.<br>

We grouped them both together<br>

And called them leventeen.<br><br>



When we'd hear that number called<br>

We'd know that we'd been found,<br>

Taking wood from off the pile<br>

Instead of off the ground.<br><br>



Old Joe's pigs would free themselves.<br>

They were big and fast and mean.<br>

Thank heaven we were faster<br>

And the pigs a bit more lean.<br><br>



No screens upon the windows.<br>

No garbage pick up then, and<br>

The flies outdid the locusts<br>

In the plague sent down from heaven.<br><br>



Before we had our mealtime<br>

We were all called from play.<br>

To swing our towels above our heads<br>

And chase those flies away.<br><br>



Then we'd all sit down to supper<br>

To a platter piled up high<br>

With sliced fried green tomatoes,<br>

Which we'd eat until we'd sigh.<br><br>



Dangerous fun we all would have<br>

Taking jumps on cardboard sleds.<br>

Made for some skinned up faces<br>

When we jumped into our beds.<br><br>



Curling up into a tire,<br>

Rolling down a great steep hill.<br>

Jumping railings with a five foot drop,<br>

Made our mom and dad feel ill.<br><br>



On Saturday our mom would tie<br>

A diaper on her head.<br>

Then fire up the old wood range<br>

To bake our daily bread. <br><br>



With the kitchen warm and cozy<br>

She would fill the old wash tub,<br>

Then the youngest to the oldest<br>

Would get there weekly scrub.<br><br>



Picking beans from Barne's garden<br>

Just a penny for a pound,<br>

Caused aching backs and dirty knees<br>

From kneeling on the ground. <br><br>



Picking berries in the summer<br>

Was another job of ours,<br>

We'd set out in the morning<br>

And pick for many hours.<br><br>



We'd stop at noon to eat<br>

Wherever there was shade...<br>

A peanut butter sandwich and<br>

Warm iced tea mom made.<br><br>



We would stomp cans in the center<br>

To wear upon our feet,<br>

To go clanking down the sidewalk<br>

Or any pavement street.<br><br>



Third powder was our swimming hole<br>

With a mine shaft in the middle.<br>

A dangerous place to swim,<br>

Especially when your little.<br><br>



We'd save paper, iron and rags<br>

To help out during the war.<br>

Victory gardens were aplenty<br>

To help out even more.<br><br>



The paper, iron and rags were<br>

Put upon the scale to weigh.<br>

So many pounds of each<br>

Would let us see a matinee.<br><br>



We'd laugh when mom was asked<br>

If she had rags to spare?<br>

She'd answer, if I give you mine<br>

I won't have clothes to wear.<br><br>



I remember one fine day<br>

When we all went to the fair..<br>

They stopped to get some ice cream,<br>

And they found I wasn't there.<br><br>



They found me sitting on a bench<br>

I was very little then.<br>

I said, "I knew you'd come and get me,"<br>

But in my heart I didn't know when.<br><br>



Another time they moved<br>

While I was staying somewhere.<br>

Was I surprised when I got home,<br>

And found they were not there. <br><br>



We used to laugh and say,<br>

"They would count as we came in,<br>

Seven, eight,  nine and ten.<br>

They all made it home again."<br><br>



Those were the good old days,<br>

As I look back now with pride.<br>

They made us strong and hardy,<br>

But it's a wonder we survived!








        
         
         
         
        
        
         
            


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