Sunday, June 5, 2011

Storytelling Sunday - Two little girls

Todays story is in honour of my mum (still alive) and my aunt who died in March. At her memorial service my cousin gave a talk and a couple of the things he talked about were a couple of things that I used to laugh about with my mum. So, when my cousin talked about it I realised it must have been either genetic or that it was a product of their isolated childhood!

Once upon a time their were two little girls, called Pat and Dos (short for Dorothy, also called Dorothy Dumpling). They lived on a farm outside a small village called Mooi River. Their farm was quite far outside of town and being the 1940's just after the war, life was very different and not as fast as it is today. They had electricity but it was powered by a generator, so at 8pm their father would make tea and then turn the electricity off and everybody went to sleep! They had piped water, but it came from the dam on their farm. Cars were not as fast or as common as they are today, they did not go to town very often. Their father used to use the truck for the farm and if their mother did go out she mostly left the children at home (accompanied of course). Anyway, this left the children at a loose end and since toys were not as advanced and they definitely did not have playstations and TV's like todays children they very often had to make up their own games. Some, very creative game inventions occurred. Dos used to pretend all sorts of things were farm animals, twigs, stones etc she would build "paddocks" and pretend to herd her "sheep" into the paddocks and that sort of thing. They rode horses, went for walks and had a very free childhood. One of their favourite games though, was to pretend to be cattle. This entailed going around on hands and knees with things stuck into their hair for horns, bending over and biting the grass. However, funny as this may sound, this was not the funniest. The piece de resistance was that they would take their fathers socks and put them into their shorts to pretend that they were bulls! Needless to say when Pat and Dos grew up and told this story to their own children, it caused much hilarity.

Although that was my story I would just like to add an aside about their food habits. This was brought to my mind by a comment that jimjams made on my last months story. Pat and Dos grew up to be teenagers and since their was no close High School they were sent to Boarding School, where the food was probably not quite what they were used to. They developed some wierd habits to try and make it more palatable, these 4 are just a few:
  1. If they had sausages they were apparently a bit dry generally, so they would slice them lengthways, butter/jam them (just like you would a slice of bread) and then put the pieces back together, just like a sausage sandwich
  2. peas always had vinegar and sugar added
  3. they would butter bread, add salt and pepper and eat it just like that. Apparently if they closed their eyes they would pretend that it was avacado on bread
  4. they would thickly butter two slices of bread, spread a thick layer of sugar on one, put the other slice on top and pretend it was cake!
Dos and Pat both grew up and had children and carried these traditions on. The last one is my favourite since when I was very little my mum used to give me that and tell me it was cake, I was about 6 before I realised that that was not how you made cake, lol.

For more stories pop over to Sian's Storytelling Sunday

17 comments:

  1. Great story of yesteryear love it. never tried jam on a sausage before, but sugar on bread and marge was a favourite of mine in the 1940s (made the marge more palatable)

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  2. Fascinating what used to be eaten.

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  3. The games your mother and aunt made up were quite ingenious. It makes me wonder how today's kids would fare if they didn't have all their manufactured and electronic toys. Imagination is a great thing!

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  4. Fabulous tale telling. I can remember playing "show jumping" over obstacles placed around my Stepmother's back garden in the days before she had children of her own as there was nothing else to do and no daytime TV for children. Much better for both brain and body!
    And back to the food - I can remember my brother putting marmalade on anything he didn't like and even stuff that he did like!

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  5. my mum used to give us apples dipped in sugar and tells tales of having bread and dripping for tea in the 1940s. as a child i remember my sister and i pretending to be horses
    jo xxxx

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  6. Lovely story. We also used to eat sugar on bread and like Jo our mum used to give us apples dipped in sugar too.

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  7. Oh, I do love a story that takes us right back in time! And a story which makes me think of a new one of my own: the image you have conjured up of those little girls pretending to be bulls reminds me of how we used to pretend to be show jumpers on our hobby horses.

    A lovely tribute Tracy, I'm so glad you joined Storytelling Sunday today.

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  8. This is lovely and reminded me that my mother used to give us sugar sandwiches!

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  9. It's funny how many of us remember pretending to be horses, because I did that as well! Your story was most enjoyable :)

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  10. I think a lot of us pretended to be horses when we were kids. My DD interviewed my dad about his childhood and it was so interesting to learn about what they had or rather what they didn't have! thanks for a great story, sorry blgger isn't working properly so I cannot sign in on your blog! Regards Furrypig xxx

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  11. What a lovely story and as a child my grandma used to give me sugar sandwiches too.

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  12. Wonderful story - I always enjoy reading about kids using their imaginations, wish today's generation of kids did more of that sometimes. Thanks for sharing. We never had sugar on our sandwiches, but every Friday we had smashed banana sandwiches.

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  13. I thought I was going to lose it when I got to the bit about the bulls. :) Can't remember anything like that food wise -- first memories are of 1950 and that's only because sister was born then so I guess by then the rationing was pretty well finished over here.

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  14. Enjoyed your story...I remember playing at showjumping too!
    Alison xx

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  15. What a fun story - and I like the food aside. I find it interesting how all of us have memories related to food!

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  16. The bull game definitely made me laugh out loud! Thanks for sharing,
    Rinda

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