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I don't usually post or forward things but this was really cute...so I had no choice:
THE STORM
A little girl walked to and from school daily.
Though the weather that morning was questionable and
clouds were forming, she made her daily trek to the
elementary school.
As the afternoon progressed, the winds whipped
up, along with thunder and lightning. The mother of
the little girl felt concerned that her daughter would
be frightened as she walked home from school
and she herself feared that the electrical storm
might harm her child.
Following the roar of thunder, lightning, like a
flaming sword, would cut through the sky.
Full of concern, the mother quickly got into her car
and drove along the route to her child's school.
As she did so, she saw her little girl walking along,
but at each flash of lightning, the child would stop,
look up and smile. Another and another were to follow
quickly and with each the little girl would look at the
streak of light and smile.
When the mother's car drew up beside the child she
lowered the window and called to her, "What are you
doing? Why do you keep stopping?" The child
answered, " I am trying to look pretty. God keeps taking
my picture.."
THE STORM
A little girl walked to and from school daily.
Though the weather that morning was questionable and
clouds were forming, she made her daily trek to the
elementary school.
As the afternoon progressed, the winds whipped
up, along with thunder and lightning. The mother of
the little girl felt concerned that her daughter would
be frightened as she walked home from school
and she herself feared that the electrical storm
might harm her child.
Following the roar of thunder, lightning, like a
flaming sword, would cut through the sky.
Full of concern, the mother quickly got into her car
and drove along the route to her child's school.
As she did so, she saw her little girl walking along,
but at each flash of lightning, the child would stop,
look up and smile. Another and another were to follow
quickly and with each the little girl would look at the
streak of light and smile.
When the mother's car drew up beside the child she
lowered the window and called to her, "What are you
doing? Why do you keep stopping?" The child
answered, " I am trying to look pretty. God keeps taking
my picture.."
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Mark, I had a very similar experience when I was 5..... nearly 6.
T'was 1941, WWII era -- Victoria, BC (Canada). My mother worked at a local machine shop ...... Murdie's -- building war stuff. This huge thunder storm struck .....very unusual, indeed. It was Saturday and I was to go to a friend's home about half a mile away. Our phone was way up on the wall, party-line of course, so when it rang, I climbed up on my stool..... When I answered, Mom told me to put on my clothes and walk up to 'Ann's', the lightening wouldn't hurt me.
It didn't! I watched the bolts land on the driveway and on all the streets over and over on my way to 'Ann's'.
Well, Ann's mom had bought some grapes -- us kids were sitting at the table watching the storm from the kitchen window when there was this horrendous boom and bricks tumbled down in front of our eyes.
There had been a radio antenna attached to the chimney..... zapped by a bolt. Chimney disintegrated, house on fire.
My Mother had told me that the lightening wouldn't hurt me.... she was right. During the storm, my biggest fear was that my rubber boots, left at the bottom of the basement stairs would melt.
In the local paper the next day the report mentioned "another child"
That was truly my scariest experience..... but I still love thunderstorms
T'was 1941, WWII era -- Victoria, BC (Canada). My mother worked at a local machine shop ...... Murdie's -- building war stuff. This huge thunder storm struck .....very unusual, indeed. It was Saturday and I was to go to a friend's home about half a mile away. Our phone was way up on the wall, party-line of course, so when it rang, I climbed up on my stool..... When I answered, Mom told me to put on my clothes and walk up to 'Ann's', the lightening wouldn't hurt me.
It didn't! I watched the bolts land on the driveway and on all the streets over and over on my way to 'Ann's'.
Well, Ann's mom had bought some grapes -- us kids were sitting at the table watching the storm from the kitchen window when there was this horrendous boom and bricks tumbled down in front of our eyes.
There had been a radio antenna attached to the chimney..... zapped by a bolt. Chimney disintegrated, house on fire.
My Mother had told me that the lightening wouldn't hurt me.... she was right. During the storm, my biggest fear was that my rubber boots, left at the bottom of the basement stairs would melt.
In the local paper the next day the report mentioned "another child"
That was truly my scariest experience..... but I still love thunderstorms
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Yup, Pat & Mark, very true..... etched in my memory forever. From that time forward, however, I was kinda scared to go down to the basement. A water pipe had burst, flooded the kitchen and there were permanent marks 'downstairs' from plumbing and fire damage.
BTW Mark, I have your Halloween tribute to 'Witch Shelbie' as my wallpaper
BTW Mark, I have your Halloween tribute to 'Witch Shelbie' as my wallpaper
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....... In those days (early 40's) there was no such thing as a flashbulb........ just Kodak Brownie box cameras
T'was just before Pearl Harbour -- and with Victoria being an important military base, ration coupons, Victory gardens & blackouts were all part of my childhood. Saw my first balloon when I was nine. All rubber went to the war effort.
Cheers! Brenda
T'was just before Pearl Harbour -- and with Victoria being an important military base, ration coupons, Victory gardens & blackouts were all part of my childhood. Saw my first balloon when I was nine. All rubber went to the war effort.
Cheers! Brenda
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Childhood memories!
Hugs to you, BT, and thanks for the reminder!
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Black Tassel wrote: Yup, Pat & Mark, very true..... etched in my memory forever. From that time forward, however, I was kinda scared to go down to the basement. A water pipe had burst, flooded the kitchen and there were permanent marks 'downstairs' from plumbing and fire damage.
BTW Mark, I have your Halloween tribute to 'Witch Shelbie' as my wallpaper
Awe:)
Thanks, Brenda:D
I'll make sure Shelbie knows that you've done that.