Remember yesterday how I was talking about daydreams and how I didn’t have that many that come back to me over and over
This egg hunt doesn’t rise to the other levels but as I was thinking of E words and settled on Egg- this particular memory brought back feelings I don’t usually embrace with this day
My Sunday school teacher was having an Easter egg hunt at her house- she lived very near our church- for some reason she had decided I was her favorite pupil!
I recall knowing it was wrong as she lead me around to the prize eggs- but I was not about to refuse them-
But today as I was going back to that day - a new old feeling and fragrance and emotion hit me hard
Like I said- I was very special to her and she constantly showered me with beautiful gifts but none could rival the plastic dolls she dressed in the hugest tissue paper dresses I had ever seen- I don’t know how many she gave me but I know they sat regally on my bedroom dresser-
As I thought about that egg hunt and the dolls- I had to wonder at the lofty visions it evoked in my recollection thank you unnamed Sunday school teacher
Sweet"E" story.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much!
DeleteWere those dolls the ones that they used to crochet toilet paper cover dresses? I remember those in my grandmother's house.
ReplyDeleteYes that sounds like the same ones! Such a fond memory ❤️
DeleteWere your parents concerned with the attention the teacher gave you? It would send red flags up in my mind with my kids, but maybe I'm a bit too cautious :)
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I know what you mean but no we were close friends with all of her family- I think it was more acceptable to show favoritism back then🥰
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