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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Cooking or Baking (01/04/07)

TITLE: Fond Breakfast Memory
By Noreen Ophoff
01/08/07


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When I was a little girl of four, my Mom, brother and sister went to church at 8:30 Sunday mornings. Our Dad went at 6:00 a.m., then milked and fed the cows. Sometimes I stayed home with Daddy.

I liked to be with him in our barn. No matter the weather it was always warm there. The Guernsey and Jersey cows slowly chewed the grain Daddy measured and weighed for each one. Sometimes I could brush Daisy with the currycomb. She was in the end stanchion by the people door, and stood still for me. She was gentle, and had the most beautiful liquid brown eyes. I wasn't put off at all by her unique crumpled horn over one eye.

When Daddy told me to go up the hill to the garage to ride my tricycle, I knew chores were done and he was going to let the cows out into the barnyard. They would then mosey along the walnut lane to the pastures down the hill. This signaled "breakfast time" for Daddy and me.

I sat on the chrome and red vinyl stool at the gray formica-topped table. My special food was fried eggs, sunny-side-up, with bread fingers. Daddy buttered a slice of white bread and cut it into long strips--the fingers. I'd dip these into the egg yokes.

Daddy had eggs with toast, but I liked the special attention of him making this breakfast just for me on these Sundays, and of having him, all to myself.


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Kathleen Morris01/11/07
I liked this. Good memories!
Donna Emery01/11/07
A very sweet memory. You brought me there, and I was glad to be there. Nice work!
cindy yarger01/12/07
Nice memory. I hope you share it with your family - I smiled and I'm not even related! Good job.
Connie Van Berkel01/15/07
God is so good to give us special memories. Thanks for giving a glimpse of your family.