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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Era (02/03/11)

TITLE: Grandma's Quilt
By Sue Roesler
02/09/11


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“Grandma, can I snuggle with you?” queried Jenny.

“Of course, you can.” Grandma Sue pulled back the quilt, and tucked it around Jenny as she settled in beside her.

“I love the colorful hearts on your quilt, Grandma! They make me feel happy.”

Running her gnarled fingers over the patchwork design, Grandma smiled. “They are much more than pretty patterns, many of the pieces tell a story.”

“A story?”

“Yes, a story. Do you see this yellow piece; it comes from your Great Gran Frannie’s apron? Your Great Aunt Mae and I would often help Great Gran in the kitchen. She always wore an apron the color of sunshine. I recall the Friday baking days. We’d put on a big pot of beans to cook all day, then we’d make bread and pies and fruit kuchen. Oh, the smells that came from that kitchen, and what a treat Friday night dinners would be!”

“And this blue jean piece,” chuckled Grandma, “this reminds me of your Grandpa Bill. Your Grandpa has always been a good natured fellow, but on one day a goat got his not so nice nature.”

Jenny’s blue eyes sparkled with interest. “Tell me that story!”

“We’d gotten this goat, we called Wilbur. He was forever chasing your dad and the other kids around the yard. Well, one day we were down in the orchard picking the apples. Grandpa Bill was bent over picking apples off the ground and dropping them into a bucket. That old goat came barreling through the field and butted your Grandpa right in the britches and sent him sprawling onto the ground!”

Jenny burst into delighted giggles. “What did Grandpa Bill do?”

“You don’t see Grandpa Bill angry very often, but he was surely mad at that goat. He found a stick under one of the trees and whopped that goat on the side of the head. Poor Wilbur staggered around for a few minutes, and then calmly walked away. That goat never chased or butted your Grandpa again.”

“What happened to Wilbur?” asked Jenny.

“Grandpa didn’t want anyone getting hurt, especially not one of the kids, so he traded Wilbur for a very sweet nanny goat named Lily. Lily, not only was sweet tempered, but gave us milk too.”

“So many sweet memories in these pieces of cloth. God has really blessed our family and given us so many stories to tell of days gone by.” Grandma mused.

“Tell me another one, Grandma, please!”

“Maybe later, sweet Jenny. Your poor, old Granny needs a little rest. Will you stay and nap with me, or do you want to go play?”

“I’ll go play, but maybe you could tell me another story later.” Jenny slipped from under the quilt of stories and skipped away.

Musings of times long ago filled Grandma Sue’s mind and her heart with gratitude for a bountiful God, as her eyes got heavy and she drifted off to sleep.


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Bonnie Bowden02/14/11
Very nice story. I liked how you shared different memories based on pieces of the quilt.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 02/14/11
What a charming story and how lovely to have a quilt and a grandmother to tell such wonderful stories, You did a great job making me feel like Iwas snuggled with Grandma and looking at her quilt.