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Tuesday, November 10, 2009

My Creative Beginning


I was going to do a post on my Grandma's Aprons, but Lona at http://lonadawn.blogspot.com/ beat me to it. She has written a wonderful story about her Nanny's Apron. Go read it...if you have time. I love remembrance stories...maybe because of my age. Since I'm in a nostalgic mood right now I guess I'll tell you about "cooking" with my Grandma. My Mom never liked me to be in the kitchen...she was the cook and I could only bake cookies and cakes, but when I went to Grandma's it was another story. When I was very little...she would put one of her aprons on me. She would fold the bib part to the inside and put the apron way up, under my armpits, and wrap the ties around a few times and then tie it. I was a very thin child. I would stand on a kitchen chair at the sink. She would tell me to be creative and make some fancy things out of her scraps. I would have the water running and fix such fancy plates with egg shells, potato peelings, carrot peels, orange peels...you name it. She always complimented me on my creations. This activity kept me busy and out from under her feet, while she cooked.

I have been doing some journaling about creativity this week. I am following a workbook by Julia Cameron. She says that all of us are creative beings. Creativity is God's gift to us. Using our creativity is our gift back to God. A couple of days ago I was to write about someone who encouraged me in my past.. to be creative. I had forgotten until now about my Grandma. I guess that she would have been the first one to encourage me...I can hear her say, "Be creative."

Balisha

6 comments:

Amber Star said...

That is a creative way to keep little girls from getting under foot, while your grandmother got on with her creativity. My grandmother would have me fetch a bag of flour or sugar. She let me do some things, and I did get to help make the little cinnamon foldover pies. Lord I loved those.

Balisha said...

Did you use leftover pie crust? She used to let me use the leftover pie crust and sprinkle it with cinnamon and sugar...put it in the oven and bake for a few minutes. How did you make yours?
Balisha

thesouthernlady64 said...

My mother never wanted anyone in her kitchen either. She did wear aprons all the time with the bib. My mother in law was a very small southern lady from Mississippi and a wonderful cook. She taught me everything I know about cooking! I can't wait till my grandson is old enough to make cookies with me.

Hocking Hills Gardener said...

Don't you just love Grandma's. They always seemed to have more patience with us than parents. We use to make mud pies and paper soup ( paper strips torn up into water) outdoors of course.
Oh, how wonderful Balisha I use to get the left over pie dough to make little cinnamon rolls too! LOL

Tolentreasures said...

I remember having an apron tied on me like that when I was a little girl.
Thanks for all your help and advice with our home show.

Cathy

One Woman's Journey said...

Balisha, a reminder of grandma's love. My grandmother always encouraged me and told everyone how smart I was. My parents were very young and my fondest memories are times spent with my grandmother. I miss her so much to this very day.