WhatFinger

Sharing and teaching morals and standards with our children

Droppin Shoes Off the School Bus


By Dub and Deb ——--January 26, 2011

Lifestyles | CFP Comments | Reader Friendly | Subscribe | Email Us


Hello all! I would like to welcome you back to Miz Judi Kitchen, and I would like to thank each and every one of you for all your comments, recipes, and helpful tips... please keep them coming. I would also like to thank Judi, Brian and the CFP as a whole. Because of them giving us the opportunity to do this column, it has allowed me to literally go back in my life, and relive so many of my childhood memories that normally I wouldn't have thought about, except on occasion.

By Dub and I sharing these memories with you of our lives, I so hope it gives you the same opportunity to think back on yesterday and relive some of your memories as well!. If so, please feel free to share with us, we would love to hear them!

Sharing and teaching morals and standards with our children

To me, one of the problems we face today, is simply, we don't share our heritage with our kids and grandkids like we should. Most have no idea what type of morals, and standards our Country is actually founded upon. On top of this, sadly, very few even understand what hard work is all about. This is where we come in as parents and grandparents. We must start sharing and teaching to instill some of these traits into our family units again! If not, shortly down the road, our way of life will be forgotten. We'd love to hear any thoughts on this as well! I'd like to share one my childhood memories with you this morning, and I sure hope you enjoy it! Hopefully it'll put a big smile on your face, and bring back a memory or two of yours along the way! I grew up in North Florida and was the baby of seven siblings. Dub swears my Momma and Daddy didn't have any T.V. to watch for sure. There was six girls and one boy, poor ole Ted! We grew up on a farm, plus my Daddy worked at an Inspection Station to help make ends meet. Daddy's shifts were always changing, swapping back and forth, night and day, but he and Momma managed to keep the farm going and all us kids straight too! I've thought back many a time wondering how they did it, but you know what, they were a tougher breed back then. Why...because they had to be! There wasn't any of this "aid," or in reality HANDOUTS, so you worked, or you were hungry! But I can get off on an entirely different subject in regards to that! With Daddy working off the farm so much, Momma was the disciplinarian, and boy she took that job seriously, I'm here to tell ya! I can only remember my daddy spanking me twice, and I'm fixing to let you in on one of those, but now mama, I cain't count that high. Well, back then our bus ride was normally a one and a half, to two hour ordeal. With that being the case, we kids were always looking for something to git into, or in other words, we had to long to sit... with just too much time on our hands. Looking back today, I realize just what a chore that bus driver really had! As a child I was character in my own right, and being the baby, I got away normally with a little more than my siblings...at least according to them, but I have a somewhat different recollection. Lol! Well, coming home on the bus one afternoon, already half mad at my brother Ted, my reasoning was simple...Ted was just being Ted, and that in itself just aggravated me to no end most of the time. I was already itching to get home, and it was a long bus ride, so in my defense, I'd say I was a little fidgety. Then I saw Ted had taken his shoes off, so I slipped over, grabbed em, and snuck back to where I had been sitting, tied em together, hollered for Ted to look, and held em out the bus window! So there we are, I'm swinging Ted's shoes outside the bus, Ted's mad as a hornet, almost in tears wanting his shoes back, and me, well I'm having the time of my life, until...I dropped em! You gotta understand back then we only had two pairs of shoes, so this was really a BIG deal when them shoes dropped out that window!! Now Ted and I both are cryin, but the bus keeps right on going! The reason for this is, the driver's paying us no mind, he didn't realize there was a problem, he thought we were just being our normal aggravatin selves! Finally, my sister Joyce figures out what all the commotion with Ted and me is all about! She runs to the front of the bus and is begging him to stop, and he does...a half to three quarters of a mile away! Joyce jumped off that bus, and ran all the way back and got them shoes! To this day I can see my sister, holding her little dress up in her hands, just a runnin down that road lickety-split! I'll remember that for as long as I live! Well, my brother would get me in trouble every chance he got, so he couldn't wait to get home and tell my Momma about me and them shoes! Sure enough, time he hit the door, he told her I threw his shoes out the window, and Joyce had to run down the road to get em. She called me inside and told me I knew better than that, and I'd better not ever do it again. I had just known Momma was going to be the one that "lit me up," but that's all she said. Go figure? Now she did sit us down and told every one of us to not tell Daddy what'd happened. This was on account Daddy had worked all night at the Station, come home that morning, and plowed till right before we'd got home from school. He'd just laid down to get some sleep cause he had to be back at work at eleven that night till 7:00 am., then plow some more tomorrow. He was tired, and needed some sleep, not us aggravatin him with some silliness! You see, sense I didn't get a spanking my brother didn't think that was fair, so he was going to make sure that Daddy knew what had happened in regards to them shoes! So as soon as my Daddy got up to eat supper, "Big Mouth" was waiting on him and told him what I'd done. Daddy called me inside and asked me about it. I knew better than to lie to Momma or Daddy either one, that goes without saying! Daddy told me, I'm going to spank you for throwing your brother shoes out the window... and he did. Then he called ole "Big Mouth" back inside and told him, I spanked your sister for throwing your shoes out the window... now I'm gonna spank YOU for not having em on your feet! You should have seen the expression of total shock on my brother's face, his little scheme to get my "tail tore up" worked, but with dire consequences to say the least! Watching Ted get tore up over his big mouth was almost worth having mine spanked, with emphasis on almost! Now what tickles me today is that Dub and probably all your men-folk too, like to claim they're the smarter of the two sexes, am I right ladies? Well, I believe my brother Ted is but one example of what we ladies have known all along, if the shoe fits...wear it! Something else, the more I think about it now, if I'd have been my sister Joyce, I'd have beat us on the bus, instead of waiting till we got home and Daddy doing it! This has made me laugh out loud while sharing it with you this morning. I hope by sharing this with you this morning, it has made you think about something in your life that you'd not thought about for a while, and hopefully brought a smile to your face as well. "Shoot," I almost forgot...How bout a joke before we shut the kitchen door? I hope you enjoy it!

Spaghetti :

For several years, a man was having an affair with an Italian woman. One night, she confided in him she was pregnant. Not wanting to ruin his reputation or his marriage, he paid her a large sum of money if she agreed to go to Italy to secretly have the child. If she stayed in Italy to raise the child, he would also pay child support until the child was 18. She agreed, but asked how he'd know the baby had been born. To keep it discrete, he told her to simply mail him a postcard, and write "Spaghetti" on the back. He would then arrange for the child support payments to begin. One day, about nine months later, he came home to a very confused wife."Honey," she said, "You received a very strange postcard in the mail today." "Oh, just give it to me, and I'll explain it later," the man said. The woman obeyed, and watched as her husband read the card, turned white, and fainted!! On the card was written : "Spaghetti, Spaghetti, Spaghetti, Spaghetti, Spaghetti!!" "Three with meatballs, two without!!" "Send extra sauce!!"

Support Canada Free Press

Donate


Subscribe

View Comments

Dub and Deb——

‘Ridin Out The Recession With Dub and Deb in “Miz Judi’s Kitchen’!

Note to Readers: There are a few things that Dub doesn’t know but one thing he does know is that the word ‘Riding’ (as in Riding Out the Recession) is spelled with a ‘g’ at the end.  But Dub not only walks the walk, but speaks like he is: down home, true blue, and plain speakin’ country folk.

Dub and Deb are both native Floridians, live in Central Florida, and run a small business as well. They have five children, and seven grandchildren.

Both love to cook, love to laugh, grow a garden, and generally try to “aggravate” most anyone around them basically…all in good fun, of course!


Sponsored