Friday, June 12, 2009

Full Circle

Growing up on the bottom end of a large family certain books that were passed from each pair of little hands to the next pair gained not only well creased pages but a verbal history to go with it. By the time they reached my brother and I we heard from many sources which books were really and truly good.


One of these books was a nursery rhyme book by Gyo Fujikawa. I'm not sure where our tattered copy ended up but I felt that thrifted book euphoria (don't you get that?) when I saw this book at a teachers yard sale this morning. The first page I opened to immediately reminded me of the view from our front porch.

By the way the teacher's yard sale was a memorable one. She was retiring after many years, everything she had was in near mint condition. I could have stayed there until dark looking at each and every thing. It was also memorable because Maggie sneezed an enormous sneeze and her gum flew out of her mouth. She tried to act as ladylike as possible to retrieve it. I of course acted like I had never seen her before in my life. This child makes me laugh. Things just happen to her.

5 comments:

whimsically said...

Too funny! Wish I had such luck at yard sales. Although I do remember a particularly wonderful yard sale day with you & Kat...1st time in my life I beat you to the bargains because we had baby Henry with us. Thanks for your blog post...as you can see, "Springboro" visits you several times a day. I live my life through you, my darling baby sister! Well, back to the sewing machine...xo, Sis

Robin said...

what a great story - the mint condition book! the flying gum! sweet.

Leila said...

I love that the picture is like your front yard.

That's beautiful!

~Lavender Dreamer~ said...

What a wonderful book! I would have loved to go to that sale! What fun! And funny memories!

The Pink Birdhouse said...

What a cute post, right from the flying gum and you acting as if you don't know that little girl who things happen to :-) to the great find of the old book! I was one of those like you who grew up at the end of a large family (I like the way you put that!), and altho I did not get books from them with a verbal history, I do remember knowing which teachers to look forward to getting at school and which ones to fear getting in the new year. Teachers came with a "feedback" in my family. And, I had to live with the fact that most teachers had had one or two of my siblings, and I either had a good reputation to follow, or a not so good one. Living in the shadows of my siblings, ahhh how I miss it. good post. Debby