My family belonged to a Catholic Church and we lived in the diocese of St. Ignatius about a mile from the school and church. My schooling from the 1st through the 8th grade was at the Catholic school. We had nuns for teachers. Every morning we were marched from the school to the church for services. We marched from the tune of a piano. In the sixth or seventh grade the piano player was a student about my age. She was a girl with curly blond hair. As she played the piano her head would bob back and forth and her curls would bounce up and down. I was fascinated with her looks.
One day I got up the nerve to talk to her (I was about fifteen) and ask her if I could walk her home from school. She said yes and I took her books and we started to walk. I was in seventh heaven. We talked about this and that. Finally we go to her house. She lived about a mile from the school but in the opposite direction from where we lived. As we walked she asked me, “I’m not taking you out of your way, am I?” I said, “Oh, no. You aren’t taking me out of my way.” When we got to her house I handed her back her books and said goodbye.
As I started to walk home I realized I had to go quite a long way home. It was a mile back to school and another mile back to my house. When I got back to my house, my sister, who was the cook was VERY upset. “Where WERE you?” I have to have potatoes for the meal. It was my job to peel potatoes for our large family – so a LOT of potatoes. I had to hurry up so I took my potato peeler and went as fast as I could. The peeler had an end to dig out the eyes, but this night a lot of the eyes were left.
The next day when school was out the girl with the blonde hair was waiting for me to walk her home. I told her I couldn’t because I have to go home to peel potatoes. It just wasn’t working out and that was the last and only time I walked her home. It turned out that was the end of our relationship – all because of potatoes.
In later years I told my kids that if it wasn’t for those potatoes they might all have blonde curly hair.
Great story, I laughed out loud :)
ReplyDeleteOh...those long distance relationships are really tough! Alaine
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