Please post or publish my newest story. ----- Original Message ----- From: Joe Mazzella To: [email protected] Cc: joseph mazzella Sent: Saturday, June 05, 2010 4:23 PM Subject: reformatted Story: A little surprise from the past
A Little surprise from the past by: Cynthia Groopman This morning when I opened the top drawer of my dresser, and my fingers were doing the searching for my stockings, I felt something that was shining and it was small and cute. I smiled and excitement danced sprightly in my heart and a feeling of joy came over me. As I closed the drawer slowly, I remembered the other little surprises from the past that I had found in that dresser drawer upon earlier or previous inspections. My dresser is in good condition and was purchased when I was 14 years of age which is 48 years ago. That is a very long time but memories and objects that are blasts from the past dormantly slumbered for years being untouched, unseen and almost forgotten. I felt the object and it was a tiny little girl's wrist watch, with a bracelet band, and a winder. This watch is an antique since most watchers have batteries and no winders. It was a cinderella watch my brother told me when I ran into his apartment like an elated child on Christmas or a chld who found a toy that was tucked away in the treasure chest. I remembered the story about the Cinderella watch. My paternal uncle, a dentist bought me that watch when I was ten years old.That was my first real watch that worked. I cherished it and was protective of it. I showed it off to all of my fifth grade friends and was proud that I was a big girl now to have a real watch on my wrist. My mom accompanied me to Woolworths and bought for me a shining spidel wrist band since the leather strap did not fit well. I would wear that watch every day to school, to piano lessons and to parties for many years. In high school, my gift was a timex watch, a more adult watch and more mature looking for a high school gal. So, I kissed the little cinderella watch goodbye and placed it into my dresser's top drawer. I never thought of it since then. So today a hot and humid June morning hurriedly preparing to dress for work to go to work with the senior citizens, the little girl in me was so pleased to find a remembrance of the old golden days of childhood. The watch still works and no longer able to see its numbers and its little hand and big hand, but I touched its face and it began to smile at me. Isn't that wonderful? A feeling of such deep nostalgia enterd the recesses of my mind and heart. I placed the watch in my jewelry box for safe keeping. For it told me good times, time for school, for piano lessons, time to go out with grandmother, time to eat with family and to celebrate Holy Days and as I held its face in my hand, it caressed me and I embraced it.Time did stand still for me. I again was the pigtailed little Cynthia about age ten showing off my watch to school and family friends. God gives us surprises to spice up life's ordinary days and to add to the treasure chest of happiness. -- 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.
