Beneath the Wraps

I remember watching a documentary with my mom in 1991.   It was called Age 7 in America.   At least I think that’s what it was called.   I don’t know who’s responsible for making it.   It looks like it may have been created by Christopher Quinn patterned after an idea done in Britain?   I don’t even recall which network sponsored the program.   Quinn (who also narrated the film) told us that the plan was to follow a number of children from different backgrounds and upbringings and interview them every seven years. I remember looking for “Age 14 in America” but not finding it.   I don’t know what prompted me to look it up on YouTube this year – but I did find it.   Age 7, age 14 and age 21 (thank you Orletta Crichlow) and watched Up 21and was really quite impressed. Years ago, when my mom and I had been watching, there were three girls wearing school uniforms.   As they were being interviewed, the one in the middle...

We did not have much of a winter this year.   I’m quite grateful, actually.   At least for now.   It was good to take the bus in nice weather and not have to trudge through the snow during the time when we’re walking. We had 5 – 8 hours of snow on the 3 rd – though I suppose those who live closer to the mountains or even in the mountains may have experienced more. The snow fell hard and didn’t let up until after five feet or so, and then it let up.   Meanwhile I lost my bus pass.   I figured whoever picked it up needed it more than I did. I chose not to purchase another pass.   Though I had only gotten three fares out of the first – I figured we could save thirty dollars if I just paid the fare each day.   Still expensive.   But as of Monday I’ll have a car again.   Still not comfortable with driving – but the sun is starting to warm and I don’t wish to wait in the blazing sun after school. It will be nice to wait a...

I remember hearing a story about a child visiting grandparents – noticing that “grandma” is much taller than “grandpa”.   One day the child asks why grandma had married when there was such an obvious height difference.   The grandma responds with, “Your grandpa and I fell in love sitting down, and by the time we stood up, it was too late.” Often there are people look for a partner in which to share a life.   Sometimes they base their interests on appearance or personality.   And then there are others who develop a love without even trying.   And sometimes the situation may seem challenging if acted upon – some may accept the challenges while others choose not to go there due to an orthodox view of race or religion.   Others may accept the challenges that they face and try to make a go at it.   Sometimes the constant battles will make a couple stronger.   Sometimes it ends up tearing them apart. Recently I watched a movie called ...

I am currently taking a family history class through the Church because Roland wants to take the class but can't always be there and so has asked me to come with him in the event that he has to miss a class. Yesterday we shared memories of our ancestors.  I had known from the beginning that I would need to come up with something.  And I have written down thoughts here and there - but nothing major about anyway.  I finally ended up sharing three stories that mom had shared about herself and a family member's name.  Of course once the class was over, I have been able to come up with some other memories.  Here is one:      My mom has never had a great sense of direction – at least since I’ve known her.   Sometimes she would forget small things and exaggerate about things like, “having to drive around the world” when it had taken her longer to get to places than anticipated.      When she first was...

It’s been an awesome winter Yesterday we had a storm Didn't last long, but now the air is dry.  I Haven’t had the sinus pain Breathing’s been nice Until the Last few days My throat is closing The only way to clear it Is to make an unattractive noise I drawing the attention To myself But if I don’t make those sounds I can’t breathe Why when it snows Is there less precipitation in the air? I am not a scientist.   I don’t understand Why the air is so dry.