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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Grandparent(s) (04/03/08)

TITLE: Memories of a Saturday Afternoon
By Lenda Blackmon
04/07/08


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Memories of a Saturday Afternoon

“Mom, wait!” Ruby yelled from the kitchen. “I want to be there when you open your gift.”

“Well, hurry, you know I’m not very patient when it comes to presents.” I said.

“Ok, go ahead.” She said, as she settled on the floor at my feet.

I knew that it was going to be something that would make me cry. Our family is famous for that, if someone cries over your gift, it’s mission accomplished. Somehow we knew that if the recipient cried over the gift, their heart was deeply touched.

Not being the type that tries to save the paper or the bow, I just ripped into the package with a vengeance, my mind racing thinking about what it could be jewelry, a photograph or a music CD of my favorite praise tunes? I had no idea what it could be.

Finally, I had the package opened and there was a DVD
of one of my favorite movies “Cat Ballew.” I didn’t disappoint, a tear rolled down my cheek.

Now you may wonder why an old western comedy might make me cry.

Well, it was the memory of my grandmother, Granny as I called her. She was a remarkable grandparent to my brother and I. We lived in a small town in the West Texas Panhandle and she baby-sat us often while Mom worked.

Usually on Saturday afternoon we would walk to the Movie Theatre down town. Now, I don’t really know how far it was but it seemed like miles and miles to my 9 year old legs. I can still remember the sounds of cars zooming past us and the smells coming out of the restaurants we passed and the chuckles of old men hanging out at the barbershop.

This particular afternoon “Cat Ballew” was showing and we took our seats after getting our popcorn and cold drink, back then you could actually afford both the movie and a snack. The lights went down and the movie began, we laughed from the very beginning to the very end. My Granny laughed so hard that her tummy just shook and shook. I don’t know what I enjoyed most, the movie or her laughter. I can still picture her laughing so hard that she had to pull out her hanky and wipe the tears away.

We enjoyed the movie so much that we stayed and watched it again. That’s right they let you do that back then and Granny laughed just as hard that time as she did the first.

Our walk home that afternoon didn’t seem long at all because we talked and laughed the whole way home. Yes, that has to be my favorite memory of Granny.

“Mom. Mom?” Ruby said, touching my hand.

“Hmm?” I replied, wiping away a tear that rolled down my cheek.
“Thinking about Granny and that Saturday afternoon at the movie?” she asked.

“Yes, I sure miss those slower times.”

Then Ruby looked at me with an impish grin, shot her fist into the air and shouted, “Score!”

Yes, she got me this time and made me cry but her birthday is right around the corner….


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Mandy White04/10/08
I love the tone of this! Sweet and playful with a little emotion mixed in. Enjoyable read. Thanks for sharing!
Sara Harricharan 04/10/08
What precious memories to have! I really liked how you portrayed the daughter-the humor is there in that last few lines where she shouts "score!" That last line was my favorite though-well done! ^_^
Jan Ackerson 04/10/08
I love the touch of humor here, with the "Score!" and the family lore.

A few things: the movie is "Cat Ballou", and the sentence ending "...my brother and I" should be "...my brother and me."

The dialogue is well-done in your story, and takes it up a notch in quality.
Holly Westefeld04/10/08
I enjoyed this warm story of memories and tradition, and loved the ending.
Joshua Janoski04/12/08
I wish I had known of these "slower" times. They sound wonderful. I really liked the tone of this piece, and how you mixed several different emotions into it.

There were a few small typos, but those are easily corrected, and they didn't detract from the story.

Great writing. I look forward to reading more of your stuff in the weeks to come.
Betty Castleberry04/12/08
What wonderful memories. This is sweet and touching, and the ending make me chuckle. Nicely done.
Tim Pickl04/16/08
Your story touched my heart--memories of a slower time, indeed. Thank you for sharing.