Writing Prompt ~ Mother/Aunt/Grandmother
Give me a memory of your mother, aunt or grandmother. If it's an Aunt, say her name. "I remember Aunty Betty ..."
Remember to be specific and use all your senses. Let us really see who she is through what she says, does, enjoys, chooses to wear.
GO for ten minutes.
Give me a memory of your mother, aunt or grandmother. If it's an Aunt, say her name. "I remember Aunty Betty ..."
Remember to be specific and use all your senses. Let us really see who she is through what she says, does, enjoys, chooses to wear.
GO for ten minutes.
Summers spent with Grandma Allen are some of the best
memories I have. She lived in Benito,
Manitoba, Canada in an old two-story farmhouse. The kitchen had a black wood burning stove and white farmhouse
sink. A black cast iron pot hung over
the fire where my grandma made thick, meaty stews and chicken noodle soup. My grandma’s meals were the true definition
of comfort food.
The homestead
didn’t have running water and I remember using the outhouse, with a crescent
moon on the door, and the rope to lead me to it when it was dark. We brought water in from the stone well, and
the smokehouse and cold cellar held all the meat and fresh vegetables picked
from the garden. We milked cows,
gathered eggs from the chicken coops and churned fresh butter, which was placed
in an old white bowl on the table to accompany the freshly baked bread.
Bath time was Saturday
evening, right after we finished washing the supper dishes. Grandpa brought water in from the well and
heated it up in a big, black kettle on the fire. He poured it into the rustic, wooden wash tub
and my Grandma scrubbed me with the homemade soap and washed my hair. Then she wrapped me in a soft towel and sent
me off to the get dressed in my night clothes.
I climbed into the big feather bed and she came in with warm milk and a
book to read and not long after, I fell asleep.
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