Another digression from the rule about books, this book is more of a compendium of objects than an actual book. Kept within the suitcase of objects, the Book of Treasures is a scrapbook of sorts, an organized way of capturing things from school years. My mom started this for me in kindergarten, and I picked... Continue Reading →
Item #15: Book of Things
While my “rules” for this list of objects proscribes books, I find I will have to make some exceptions, for this book and a few others, because they align with the spirit of the project: things with no value beyond my attachment, objects that require an explanation as to “why keep this”. So I hereby... Continue Reading →
Item #14: Suitcase
This is an object of objects, both symbolic and practical. Like a tickle trunk or Mary Poppins' travel bag, this old suitcase is a box of dreams and memories, represented by things old and older. Although apocryphal, my memory tells me that this suitcase once belonged to my great-grandmother - my mom's dad's mom, known... Continue Reading →
Item #13: Cow-er Pot
A childish object from my adulthood, this little item is reminiscent of my family’s tendency to wordplay, extensive and repetitious wordplay. At some point, a series began relating to cows. You know the ones: the udderly ridiculous, the moo-re the merrier, the gulli-bull (stolen from Bugs Bunny, that one). I don’t remember how it started,... Continue Reading →
Tell me another one…
Today is Tell-a-Story Day. It is also what would have been my Pop’s 69th birthday. So it seems highly appropriate to tell a story about him. There are many to choose from, some quirky and delightful, some not so much. Sometimes, when I’d tell him something strange or fantastic, or if I attempted a fib,... Continue Reading →
Item #8 – Water Glass
When I was 3 and 4 years old, I attended what would now be called pre-school but back then was called nursery school. Happy Time Nursery School to be exact - on St. Mary's Road in Winnipeg, MB. The school was in a small house, with the upstairs decked out with a coat room, art... Continue Reading →
Item #7 – Our Daily Bread
I've never been quite sure what to call this item. I don't recall where it came from or how I came to have it. I don't remember getting it, just always having it. This is not a valuable ceramic by Doulton - just a made-in-Japan (literally) trinket. I remember as a kid being fascinated by... Continue Reading →
Beautiful Sunset
May there only be enough clouds in your life to make a beautiful sunset. As I enjoyed night after night of glorious sunset while on vacation, I was reminded of this wish, setting off reminiscences random and old. This blessing was delivered by a favourite teacher in Grade 3. Actually, he was a student teacher... Continue Reading →
Item #3: Jumping Dog
You've probably seen one of these before: a plush, mechanical dog that walks a few steps, slowly sits down and then - WOOSH - does a backflip, lands on it's feet and starts again (occasionally, it lands on its side or head, and then just flails its legs about until you rescue it). In earlier... Continue Reading →
Item #2. Stork figurine
It was the summer of 1979. We had moved to Souris, PEI, at the beginning of July, and all of us kids were getting used to small town living. Pop worked at MacDonald Pharmacy in town - one of those stores that was much more than a drug store. In hindsight, it reminded me of... Continue Reading →
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