When I was a little girl, on Sunday mornings I put my offering for church in a hankie and tied up the ends. All little girls at our church did this if they didn't have a little purse or pockets.
Things I learned:
If you whop your brother with it, he will eventually cry and you will both be in trouble.
If you sling it around during the sermon, make sure it doesn't make any clunking noises against the pews.
Be prepared, when the Pastor says "Amen" you better start untying your hankie, if you did a lot of silent slinging..it might be a tighter knot than you started with.
ALL the coins must go from the hankie into the offering plate..coins held back in the anticipation of a candy bar are punishable by time in a chair at home after church..and a serious lecture.
If your brother, who always has a pocket, puts all his coins in but takes out paper money..he is going to be in big trouble..he was..some life lessons you can learn just by watching. I observed his indiscretion..as he pointed out..he put lots of coins (pennies) in and only took one paper one out. He got time in the chair..without me as his company:)
Those are all true, and some do definitely bring back memories.
ReplyDeleteMy Grandma used to give us Dutch peppermints to quiet down, they were so strong that you would have to be quiet for ages.
Jen
Ahh, I see. :) My grandma always just gave me coinage right before hand. :)
ReplyDeleteThis was a lot of fun Connie. I vaguely remember doing the same when I was little. Wow, what memories.
ReplyDeleteI remember the same type of knoted hankie! Did we sit in the same pew? My grandmother and my mother always wore hats with gloves. I loved holding thier hands with those soft gloves on them.
ReplyDeleteLinda
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Love your guessing game - and the story. And what a pretty hankie! You just don't see that many of them these days.
ReplyDeleteOh yes, and in the winter I would grip coins in my hands, hidden in my muff!
ReplyDeleteHi Connie...I found your blog on Blueberry Plains and decided to peek in. Your very first story I completely related to and had forgotten about. My mother tied my offering in the corner of my hankie also. I only had a baby brother and you don't clunk them in the head.. :) What a great memory!! Thanks for sharing that.
ReplyDeleteMona
Oh my gosh -- I so remember doing that, too! Thanks so much for the memories, even though my guess of a hair scunchy wasn't correct!
ReplyDeleteThat brought back some memories!!!
ReplyDeleteToo funny -- but proof that you're teachable!
ReplyDeleteSo some of the commenters guessed it right! I love your stories, you definitely make me laugh out loud... :)
ReplyDeleteSweet memories for sure.
ReplyDeleteBoy, does that bring back some memories!!:)
ReplyDeleteReally cool blog....sorry I am just catching up! I would not have guessed right either. I love the way you presented this challenge and what an adorable story that a lot of us can relate to. My money was always in a cute little purse my mom had gotten me for church. It always felt like dress up time at Easter...the veil...the gloves...the dress and matching shoes and purse. I love your little hints about the hankie and coins....too funny! Great story.
ReplyDeleteWhat a precious story. It reminded me of being a young girl and sitting in the church pew each week. Thank you.
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