Blessed
Sunday was here again. Today it was Ina’s turn to present the lesson at Sunday
school, and she read the Old Testament prophecies of the birth of the Christ
child. Thoughtful discussion ensued. Most participants were deep students of
the Bible and found the lesson an inspiring reminder of the season.
Directly
after the meeting, during fellowship, Bertha and Ina extended the invitation to Ina’s house the
next day (Monday) to finish the costumes for the Gingerbread Pageant at the
school. Mrs. Boehm and “Grandma” Findley said they could come for sure. Jack
volunteered to provide transportation to and from. Details were
discussed. Each seamstress knew to bring her own sewing kit, but the Dobson sisters also requested left-over trimmings if such were available to share.
After
the mid-day dinner, Ina settled down to consult her lists. Tomorrow she would
mail most of her cards except those to close family. She would write long
letters to include in those. Tuesday she would have Jack carry all packages to
the mailbox. Yes, that would work well. She and Bertha had already planned the
food for the Christmas Eve gathering. Everything was well-organized and on
time, including the costume work for the pageant.
Just
then her reverie was interrupted by the ringing of the phone – and it was their
ring. Once again the operator announced a long distance call for anyone from
Mrs. Smith. Ina motioned to Shirley Anne who stood on a chair to reach the
phone and speak with her mother. Daddy had found a job at a sawmill in Seattle,
Mrs. Smith explained, and they would come fetch her as soon as they found a
place to live. The call was brief.
The
little girl’s face registered mixed emotions, but Ina hastened to reassure her.
She would naturally want to be with her parents, but until they returned, she
had lots to do. The pageant would take place on Friday, and on Saturday, she
could go with Uncle Jack to find the Christmas tree.
In
the evening, Shirley Anne practiced her part for the pageant with Ina’s
coaching, but Ina noted that she knew her lines well through practice
at school. Then the three of them listened to a radio program before bedtime.
KW
2 comments:
I like the couple in the snow. Beautiful card.
I agree, Hallie. I love snowy scenes like that.
My theory is that in the '50s, we still had a collective memory for lovely snowy scenes that evoked nostalgia in us. Today, we're out of touch with that, but it's the reason I write about Ina in her country home.
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