Clips, Combs, and Curls

Sorry! There’s never anything really going on to post about. Maybe I can start posting about crafts. If there’s something going on I’ll post about it, but I mean, how often does that happen? I have some really cool crafts I could show and maybe do pictures of my jumpers……….

Cassia

*This is a fictional story I wrote.

“It’s beautiful,” breathed Amanda.

“I thought it was simply the most wonderful birthday present,” stated Evelyn with a toss of her gold curls.

Amanda was a 12-year-old girl who lived in Tennessee. She went to school at a country, one-room schoolhouse. All the girls at her school had the most georgeous headbands sold by a local merchant. They were much more well off than she was. Amanda was the only girl without one of those headbands. Evelyn had just received one and, although she was happy for her, she couldn’t help feeling jealous.

“I’ve always wanted one of those beautiful headbands with the green beads strung across the top. Why should she have one instead of me?” Amanda questioned herself.

Amanda trudged up the long, dirt road to her farm.

“I wish I was a rich as she is,” Amanda said aloud to herself, “She gets everything she wants.”

Just then she walked by the stand that sold them.

“Headbands! Only five cents!”

“Five cents,” mumbled Amanda.

She kicked a pebble.

“If only I had five cents.”

That gave her an idea. She ran straight home, flying through the front door, and quickly ascending the stairs.

“Mother, Mother!”

“I’m in here,” Mother called from Amanda’s room.

“Mother, is there anything I can do for you to earn five cents,” Amanda queried.

“Hmmm,”Mother pushed her wire glasses back up.

“You must have something,”Amanda cried in desparation.

“Five cents is a lot for a little girl,” Mother put in.

“Little!” Amanda yelled.

If there was anything she hated being called it was little.

“Well, you must admit, twelve isn’t exactly “grown up”. What do you want five cents for anyway?” Mother wondered.

“I want one of those beautiful headbands. You know, the one I’ve wanted ever since Priscilla got one. I was going to ask for one for my birthday until I figured it was a silly thing to ask for. I didn’t want you guys invest into a silly desire. I thought if I earned  the money, it wouldn’t be so silly. They are simply beautiful. I’m sure you would like them. They are the most lovely shade of green,” Amanda said quite dramatically.

“I do need some cloth woven and died. Since your brothers are away it would help if you fed the pigs. My garden needs weeded. The house could use a deep clean and if you did the laundry I could bring eggs to Mrs. Wilson. You could also bring the water from the well and put it in the kettle for Saturday night baths. That’s all,”Mother decided.

“That’s all?” Amanda was overjoyed, “I figured to get a whole five cents would take A LOT more!”

“Put on your black pinafore if you are going to die the cloth,” Mother instructed.

“Yes, ma’am,” Amanda shuffled through the drawer.

She quickly scampered off to work. Hours later she drug in the last pail of water. Dumping it in she quickly reported to her mother that the water was ready to heat. Mother walked down the stairs and set the kettle on top of the fire.

“I guess I’m finished,” Amanda shifted from foot to foot.

“Good job,” Mother encouraged.

Did she forget about my five cents? Has she changed her mind?

That night she asked herself the same thing as she put on her nightgown. Picking up her night cap to put it on, something fell to the floor. Five perfect coins.

“She hasn’t forgotten,” Amanda snatched up the coins eagerly.

She wrapped it up in a handkerchief and set it on top of her school books. Amanda decided she would get an early start tomorrow and buy a headband on her way to school.

“Amanda, breakfast is ready,” Mother called.

Amanda stuffed the coins into her pinafore pocket and ran down the steps.

“I don’t have time today,” Amanda snatched a biscuit, ran out the door, and down the dirt road.

As she turned a corner she came upon a little girl. She was sitting on the side of the road, head in hands, crying.

“Whatever is the matter?” Amanda crouched down.

“I-I-I,” the little girl sobbed.

She looked up with a tear streaked face at Amanda.

“I was taking my shoes off to wade in the creek. A dog snatched them and tore them up. Now I don’t have any shoes and it’s nearly winter. We can’t afford another pair until next spring. My feet will get ever so cold and my heels so sore!” she nearly wailed.

“Well, how much do these shoes cost?” Amanda inquired.

“F-f-five c-cents,” the girl stammered.

“I-I’ll be late for school,” Amanda scampered off.

Amanda felt awful.

Five cents. Five cents. Five cents.

It kept replaying in her mind. The wad of handkerchief seem as though it was poking into her leg. With every beat of her heat she felt worse and worse. Her legs seemed like lead and half of her was saying go back. Amanda turned around and ran back.

“Here,” Amanda laid the hankercheif on the little girl’s lap and ran off.

She felt so good. There was a spring in her step, a song in her mind, and clear conscience. As the girls walked into school displaying their headbands Amanda felt good. She didn’t want one anymore. She was content.

THE END

Cassia

 

This is what I have concluded. I mean, seriously. I never post, if I do it’s a sentence. That sentence is usually about how I haven’t posted. The last time I posted was in October, and it’s almost January. So, I figured I’d give you a little update on my life. I recently got really into sewing. I’ve made 26 jumpers, 4 dresses, 2 pinafores, three pairs of pantaloon-ish things, and I’m in the midst of making quilt. Also, we hit a great sale on flannel; $1.00 a yard. Can’t beat that when it comes to flannel as cute as this was. So, right now I have 6 jumpers to sew (I already made one flannel one) and a non-working sewing machine. We are going to get it worked on! I am hoping to try making some barbie clothes. I don’t know how that will go. I know it’s going to be extra hard, due to size. I think the hardest part might be sleeves! AHHHHHHH……… I want to try it thought. Maybe I’ll tell you how it works out. I am trying my first “quilt” quilt. I made a baby doll quilt for Bethel when I was little, but I have never made an “official” quilt. I am doing it on a regular sewing machine and it’s working just fine. It is really cute. When I’m finished I might post a picture. We are trying to learn how to embroider. If anyone knows how, please comment. I’d love to know some tips. It’s been a not-so-productive week. Levi’s had strep and now Judah doesn’t feel good.  VERY SURPRISINGLY, we haven’t had snow this winter. I’m loving that. Last year we were snow in constantly. 3 inches, 4 inches, 7 inches, 9 inches, one time a foot. CONSTANT!!! I’m very glad we haven’t had snow. Well, none that stuck….very much. Levi and Daddy went to Mexico a couple weeks ago.

The new winner is my amazing BFF, JULIE!!!!!!

I will mail your prize ASAP.

Cassia

As I have not heard from the winner, I am saying this ONCE. If I do not hear from you within 24 hours of this post, I’m selecting a new winner. HURRY!!!

Cassia