Please publish my newest storyPlease publish my newest story. ----- Original Message ----- From: Joe Mazzella To: [email protected] Cc: joseph mazzella Sent: Friday, May 21, 2010 3:33 PM Subject: reformatted story: The Tea Set
The Tea Set By: Cynthia Groopman As a child growing up, I would love to invite my dolls and stuffed animals to tea. I had a tea set and it was composed of plastic little cups, little saucers and little spoons, a tea pot and it was a joy and a pleasure to pretend and to use my imagination to spend free time on a rainy day or when there was no school and nothing to do. As I got older, about ten I decided to actually have a tea party for my mom and grandmother. I would see them drinking coffee in the afternoon after I would arrive home from school and they would chat and have fun. Also many times friends or neighbors would be invited as well for coffee parties. Since, I did not have a coffee pot, and loved tea, I decided to have a real tea party for mom and grandmother and for Jay my twin brother. I bought chocolate chip cookies and also some napkins and a little tablecloth for the little table in my room. The day arrived, and it was a Friday afternoon and I decided to have a get together for the three loving people in my life at that time. I put hot water in my little tea pot, set up the cups napkins spoons and saucers and platter on cookies on the table in my bedroom. I put little chairs around the table for my guests to sit. I then told my grandmother, mom and brother that there was something special I would show them in my bedroom. When they entered, I hugged each one, greeted them with smiles and a big kiss just as they did their adult guests and invited them to join me for tea. We sat, had cookies and tea and enjoyed our chat and it was really nice. I saw grandmother and mom in a different light, not as my caretakers, but as friends and learned to relate to older people. We sipped from the cup of tea but also from the cup of fellowship, friendship and of love. My brother appreciated this also since he, too, had his chance to socialize with adults on a different level.Through food, festivity and a calming atmosphere free of the stress of parenting, children and siblings and adults learn to respect, chat, love and relate to each other in an entirely different manner. We had this once monthly and called it the Groopman, Rubin tea get together. I would send invitations out to the invited guests and even had different kind of cookies and cup cakes. I also invited a few adult neighbors and my brother's friend and one of my own. We moved into the table in our dining room since the group of guests grew in number and it was a beautiful festival occasion. I would also provide piano music since I loved to play the piano and it was like a music and chat and tea and cake affair. I think of those wonderful days when life was smilng and youth was like the springtime flowers flourishing and thriving with an energy zest and enthusiasm and exhuberance. Now with my senior citizens, at happy times at the senior center, we have a soda party with diet soda, and cookies and fun chat and festivity and all learn to love, share and relate. I feel as though those group participants are the same people whom I loved 50 yaers ago when we had the family tea party each month. We seem to repeat our cherished events and memories but in a little different manner. I notice at the Syangogue we have a meal and tea and cookies and the people relate differently as well. Oh, there is something magical with tea and cookies and a table and love and joy and memories so percious that inspire and motivate me. -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "Deaf-Blind Inspirational Life Group" group. To post to this group, send email to [email protected]. To unsubscribe from this group, send email to [email protected]. For more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/dbilg?hl=en.
