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What Are You Sewing?
Growing up in the late 1950s was an interesting and inventive time as I was a mere six years of age and toys, particularly dolls, were being revolutionized. In 1959 the first talking doll hit the market her name was ‘Chatty Cathy’. My sister, Donna was eight years old and I was six years old when this talking doll came to be.
My Grandmother Angela who was lovingly nicknamed ‘Grandma Gibbs’ worked for R.H. Macy’s in the Bronx. It was Christmastime, my sister and I begged and pleaded with Mom to ask Santa to bring us the doll for Christmas. However, Mom acted cool about it, saying we needed to prove we deserved it by being good. I resigned myself to the fact that I would not be getting a ‘Chatty Cathy’ doll this holiday season as my behavior was less than ‘good’ in the true sense of the word. My sister Donna, on the other hand, was capable of getting both hers and mine because she always acted like an angel.
Christmas Day had arrived and my enthusiasm was less than that of a normal six year old because of the belief that I would not be receiving a ‘Chatty Cathy’ doll and I would have to watch as my sister’s eyes lit up when she got her doll.
After what seemed like an eternity opening packages that contained dress clothes and clothing for school and the occasional coloring book and crayons, Grandma Gibbs excused herself from the room and returned a few seconds later with two very large, very brightly wrapped boxes. As she placed one box in front of me and the other box in front of my sister she said, “Santa left these with me at Macy’s last night.”
Needless to say, I ripped the wrapping off in record time to find a beautiful smiling ‘Catty Cathy’ doll dressed in a red velvet coat and white fur collar with matching hat and muffler. My eyes popped out of my head at this doll dressed in an outfit that looked just like my Christmas coat and hat.
“Grandma, she’s wearing my coat!” I shouted in surprise.
Then Grandma hugged me and explained that she sewed the outfits when we were asleep and mailed the clothing to Santa so he could dress the dolls for Christmas morning.
I’ll never forget that day as long as I live. My Grandmother, who worked long hours standing on her feet, came home to make these doll clothes even though she would have preferred to rest. As I grew Grandma Gibbs often sewed outfits for my Barbie doll, then parties dresses for me , and finally prom dresses before she went home to be with the Lord.
Jesus often referred to sewing seed, saying some sew on rocky soil and at the first sign of trouble and it dissolves then other seeds never take at all, but Grandma Gibbs sewed good seed that created wonderful memories to last a lifetime.
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