Beneath the Wraps

          Dee, who is the young women's personal progress specialist in our ward, had passed out bags of plastic eggs to the young women on Easter Sunday.  The eggs were to be opened during conference weekend, and as Jenna would be turning twelve on Sunday, a bag was given to her as well.  The eggs came with these directions: I did find these instructions on pinterest, but could not find any other information when I clicked on  "view" and so do not have original source           We were in Roseburg when Conference started, but was recording, and so when we returned home, I told Jenna that she could open an egg.     She chose the dark blue one.              I wanted Jenna to read and follow each message, but her heart seemed to be in the candy and the clues.    ...

As usual, I have more on my mind than I have time to type.             We're supposed to close on a house today and so "New Beginnings" and "Plastic Eggs" will have to wait.              I have to comment on my daughter's growth.  The school's bands performed their second concert last night.  And I choir was introduced.  I would like to see Jenna take choir next year.  Roland wants her to go out for basketball.              I need want to download pictures and scan a few items and visit the internet.  It's normally Roland's late day, but he said he took today off.  And so I will spend the day with him rather than work on my blog.             So perhaps I'll be able to work on this tomorrow.  In the meantime...

               Earlier last month, the neighbor next door invited J enna to a birthday party for her niece.  The plans included outdoor bbq, games and a bouncy house.  She somehow had the impression that Jenna was/is younger than she is (that is actually the first time anybody has made that assumption. Based upon physical appearance alone, people have always thought that Jenna is older than she is.)                   I, too, had been misled.  I presumed her niece, M olly, would be a little older than she is.  She is actually younger than what Jenna and I had been expecting.  But still, the family really did want Jenna to come.  The weather put a damper on all original plans.         The party had been moved from next door to grandma's house located ...

On November 28, 1869, President Brigham Young established the Young Women Program for his daughters.  The aim of this movement was designated to cultivate true womanhood and recognize that outward appearance is not what’s important so much as what shapes us from within.  See here In 1972 the YWMIA became an auxiliary to the priesthood. I vaguely remember the “Behold Thy Handmaiden” handout introduced the same year as I entered young woman.  It says that there were six areas of focus and My Personal Progress introduced in 1974.  If I were able to view my scanned “treasures” right now, I’m certain I could dig up some memories about it. I do remember Joyce giving us instruction on things we needed to know.  As I mentioned in my last post, I SAVED EVERYTHING - but I know I didn't scan it all. I remember hearing about some of the project qualifications given to Beehives in 1915 which was very different from what we were taught during my years of YWMI...

        After summer of 1974, there were a total of twelve first year Beehives starting our first year of Mutual (or MIA which meant Mutual Improvement Association). Lessons and activities were held on either Tuesday or Wednesday nights.  There were the occasional overnighters or getting up early to do baptisms for the dead .   That usually took place a couple of hours before school started I think on a Friday.             Joyce was the president for the girl’s classes.  She had two counselors.  I think there was a teacher for each class – though I don’t know if we actually had six classes.  We may have only had four.  Unfortunately I can only remember three of the leaders.              My first year Beehive instructor was Renee Barber.  I had always been taught to call my leaders by Sister or Brother ...