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Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Pudding on a String

Daddy, George and I
My Dad had made me a new toy.
It was a large - very large button on a string.
Intriguing.
You would thread a long, heavy string through the holes of the button and knot it. Then you would push the button to the centre and grip one of the two loops of the string in each hand.
Now you held something that resembled . . . a button on a string.
But then came the exciting part. If you wound up the button, you could pull the string out away from the button on each side and it would unwind and rewind the opposite way.
If you handled it just right, you could keep it going.
All day.
Which I did.
And it created a bit of a breeze if you got it going very fast.
Which I also did.
Enough background.
Mom had just made a large pot of pudding and set it on the cupboard to cool.
I was waiting, rather impatiently for it to be cool enough for me to eat.
That was when I got my, to date, greatest idea.
My button could generate a breeze. It would cool the pudding and I could eat it that much faster!
I pushed a stool over to the cupboard and climbed up.
Carefully, I manoeuvred my button over the pudding and pulled the strings.
It worked!
For a moment.
Until I relaxed my hands on the ‘rewind’ or maybe the ‘unwind’ stroke.
Then, it dipped and skimmed the top of the scalding hot pudding straight into my face.
And my hair.
And the ceiling.
The covering properties of a button on a string have never been fully explored. I think they should.
I believe Mom was cleaning up pudding from the most impossible places for months.
Long after I had healed.
P.S. I still like pudding. I just prefer it inside me

4 comments:

  1. I wonder what kept your parents busier, the cattle ranch or keeping you save from cows and pudding :)

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  2. I was waiting to hear what you would do with that button. I have to say that was a pretty good idea (in theory at least). ;)

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  3. Hiya! Does the frequency of updating your website depend on some thing or you create blog articles when you have a specific mood or free time for that? Can't wait to see your reply.

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    1. I try to update every day, regardless of my mood. Sometimes it's a challenge, finding a memory to talk about. But usually, something comes. And I love it!

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