Yes. I started making the bed every morning according to gram ma's specifications.
"Make sure there is not even one wrinkle, I should be able to bounce a penny off
that bed....you know that so-n-so's, little girl is younger than you and she
makes the bed like that."Her bed had rolled pillows that made it look fancy.
Her bed was so big it felt like I was climbing up onto a bus. To reach the far corner-side, I had to climb across the center. Still, all the while she made it clear that there were to be no wrinkles.
I followed her instructions on rolling the pillows and placing them, so they appeared to be truly round. That was a tough challenge, but I liked the outcome.
Washing my ribbons and socks after school every weekend was one of my chores. I did it without ceremony, but it was a short lived respite from near boredom.
Before she came home one day, I got through with all my housekeeping, and decided to fill my time with my own desires.
I searched and found a pencil and piece of paper, to draw something. I drew my first person.
It was a stick figure.
Visit my online gallery, now: http://www.artandolls.com/
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