MY GRANDSON AND 3 SHADES OF THE COLOR PURPLE
As you know already, the purple feeties are done. The additions: I found a light eggplant purple cape in a thrift store. With some shiny purple knit fabric I already had, I made ties for the cape and an unattached pullover hood that is a bit oversized. He finally put all of it on . He looks like a cross between Mickey Mouse as a wizard, an actual wizard and one of the 3 spirits in Scrooge.
Yes, he did sleep in it. No, he doesn't want it at as a costume for Halloween. He said it was too precious to wear outside.
Now that's a happy tween.
Lois
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
UPDATE: The Creation of a Large Patch has ended
In one of my previous trips to one of my therapeutic flea markets, I bought a super large roll of white belt interfacing. She wanted to sell me some for $2.00 a yard. Not good for me. She was talked into cutting a yard for herself to sell for $2.00 and selling me the whole roll for $1.00. There is at least 10- 20 yards on the roll. Today I am going to start to use it, but not for belts. I sewed large strips of it together to create a super large patch. It will probably go on the back of a cape or cloak or perhaps make shoulder wrap decor. Ideas of tigers flowers, and dragons are in my head but who knows. Let's see what develops in the design process.
Today the creation of the patch begins. Stay tuned.
Lois
UPDATE; The interfacing was too stiff for my purposes. Some of the seams pulled apart. It was too hard to sew on the fabric leaves . With the pain from my hands, my vision issues, migraine and the hot flashes combined with this heat, I decided to stop. I almost ripped it apart with frustration but decided to fold it up, put it in a bag and put it away until whenever.
It is sometimes so hard to do what the creative juices want when the physical ability doesn't allow it.
UPDATE; The interfacing was too stiff for my purposes. Some of the seams pulled apart. It was too hard to sew on the fabric leaves . With the pain from my hands, my vision issues, migraine and the hot flashes combined with this heat, I decided to stop. I almost ripped it apart with frustration but decided to fold it up, put it in a bag and put it away until whenever.
It is sometimes so hard to do what the creative juices want when the physical ability doesn't allow it.
Thank you Neil Armstrong and so many others
42 years ago , 20 July 1969, Neil Armstrong walked on the moon. I was happy, excited and filled with envy.
I remembered John Glenn in space but this was to the moon. Another planet so far away yet so close.
As a child, there was a rumor that children would be abducted by aliens at a particular day and time. I sat on the curb of my sidewalk in front of my house right under the streetlight so the aliens would see me. I did my homework and ate there. Too my knowledge it never happened.
In grade school, my friend Linda Sankey and I did a project for the science fair on Iron Eagles. Putting together the model of the old green dog fighter was not easy. There were no computers then so research was done by reading books.
My first plane ride was as an adult . I was scared yet filled with awe and happiness.
I took an aviation course in college. Like a learner's permit course for cars. Passed the course but didn't pass the FAA test. At least I tried to follow in that footstep.
Hopefully NASA and the USA will manage to to revamp the space program and get back in space.There's a whole universe out there to explore.Dreams of space flight and exploration of little girls such as I once was ( and boys) should not be stifled. It should be supported . How can that be if there is no space program?
Lois
I remembered John Glenn in space but this was to the moon. Another planet so far away yet so close.
As a child, there was a rumor that children would be abducted by aliens at a particular day and time. I sat on the curb of my sidewalk in front of my house right under the streetlight so the aliens would see me. I did my homework and ate there. Too my knowledge it never happened.
In grade school, my friend Linda Sankey and I did a project for the science fair on Iron Eagles. Putting together the model of the old green dog fighter was not easy. There were no computers then so research was done by reading books.
My first plane ride was as an adult . I was scared yet filled with awe and happiness.
I took an aviation course in college. Like a learner's permit course for cars. Passed the course but didn't pass the FAA test. At least I tried to follow in that footstep.
Hopefully NASA and the USA will manage to to revamp the space program and get back in space.There's a whole universe out there to explore.Dreams of space flight and exploration of little girls such as I once was ( and boys) should not be stifled. It should be supported . How can that be if there is no space program?
Lois
Saturday, July 16, 2011
MY INSPIRATIONS and SOME OF LIFE"S LESSONS
MY INSPIRATIONS and SOME OF LIFE"S LESSONS
I am inspired by the past, present and future with a big touch of economics and survival which has brought me from childhood to being a great grandmother..
I am inspired by the past, present and future with a big touch of economics and survival which has brought me from childhood to being a great grandmother..
I like finding great buys at the yard sales and flea markets. Besides it's therapy. My doc states I need to walk a few days a week. So for safety sake, that is where I am. My legs still have issues, especially my left leg.
My mom taught me to sew on a sewing machine that had a side leg pedal which was under the machine's table. When I was a child I had a treadle sewing machine . Which I still had it. I learned to sew clothes, doll clothes and a clothes for my dog, Cleo. But most of all, I made hats. My mom used to say that everything I made turned into a hat. My first pair of pants I made when i was a kid I sewed upside down. Lesson learned .
Never stick your finger under the needle when sewing. Another lesson learned.
Never use the good fabric scissors on anything else, especially paper or they won't be good for fabric anymore. Another lesson learned.
Always know where the scissors are. Lesson reviewed. Sometimes my scissors have legs. I now hide the good fabric scissors.
As a child I also like to draw and paint. I used a paste of Ivory Flakes and water. This was done mostly in winter as it made great Santa beard and hair on my drawings. . I haven't been able to find that stuff in decades.
Never paint your tricycle with black tire sealant. Although writing about it in my children's stories made a good place for a memorable vent.
My children and their friends, my two and four legged loved ones , my grandchildren and great granddaughter are my strong inspirations. Whether it be their costumes, clothes, gifts, curtains, quilts, etc.
Only difference between all these decades is now things take a lot longer. Like threading a needle-. Sometimes it takes a few seconds, other times it's minutes or sometimes I can't even see the needle. Such is life with glaucoma. Frustration does set in and I have to do something else, mostly genealogy research, mine or others.
I bounce back and forth between life, sewing and my love of genealogy. If you have any questions or want your family tree done, just email me at abl0nd2nd@aol.com
In economical limbo,
Lois
GYPSY outfit 2011
Summer is here and so is the Ren Faire 2011. I make Rachel's costumes for her visits to the Medieval times. This year she is a gypsy. The print fabric was purchased at That $1.99 a yard store in Auburn, MA 10 yards made the long elastic waist skirt, jacket and headband with some leftover for a future project. The plain pink fabric , both satin and velvet, had been a pair of curtains I purchased at a church yard sale for $1.00. With the satin pink I made the floor length underskirt. The velvet was used for the short overskirt/ waist decor and bag. The jacket was lined with some of the satin and a piece of off white cotton that I already had. . I used her work shirt as a pattern. For the skirt I created 8 A lined panels. The headband I created with memories of my hippie days. Some of the thread I had on hand and some was in a selection of serger thread I bought a flea market for 29 large spools for $4.00. Their loss, my gain as the spools usually cost $2-$3 a spool in the store. ( I sometimes use serger thread in my regular sewing machine or in hand sewing.)
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
PURPLE FEETIES
These past few days I have been working on my grandson's purple feetie pajamas. He had picked out purple cotton fabric. Since I had run out of this fabric, I added purple polyester knit. 2 shades of purple and 2 types of fabric, but he is happy- so that is what counts. I made it big enough to, hopefully, last a few years. He is now taller than me which makes me wonder.
Anyway, I used McCall's pattern 6251 for the one piece pajamas . Since there was no foot part in the pattern, I traced the side and bottom of his foot I added a purple zipper which I already had in my sewing stash. I further added elastic inside a casing at the ankle
In the past it would have taken hours not days to make. Guess health issues and life have taken their own path which often is different than my constant desire to do things.
Anyway, I used McCall's pattern 6251 for the one piece pajamas . Since there was no foot part in the pattern, I traced the side and bottom of his foot I added a purple zipper which I already had in my sewing stash. I further added elastic inside a casing at the ankle
In the past it would have taken hours not days to make. Guess health issues and life have taken their own path which often is different than my constant desire to do things.
Monday, July 4, 2011
July 4th
Happy Birthday USA. May the dreams and goals of wisdom, prosperity , peace, freedom, good health and equality be reached .
Saturday, July 2, 2011
MAG SPLASH AND ALICE TONK- A VISIT TO THE 5 & 10 WRITTEN BY LOIS NEWBEGIN VALENTIN
MAG SPLASH AND ALICE TONK-
A VISIT TO THE 5 & 10
WRITTEN BY LOIS NEWBEGIN VALENTIN
Mrs. Splash did her housecleaning work in the house late Friday with the help of Mag and Molly, as on Saturday, they were going to the 5 & 10. They always liked to go shopping and look around.
Saturday morning came. They ate breakfast, then hurried to get dressed. They had on identical purple plaid dresses and purple ribbons in their hair. What pretty girls ! Mrs. Splash was so happy to see them in dresses as they usually wore pants and shirts.
They walked to the store which was very far. They didn’t care. They loved to walk together. Finally they arrived.
Mag and Molly exclaimed, “ Look! Look at all the things there are. Can we go look by ourselves?”
“Sure, for a little while, but behave, “ said Mrs. Splash.
They walked from aisle to aisle until they came to the pocketbook section. They looked at all the different colors, sizes, and textures. They counted how many has zippers, snaps, buttons, or nothing at all. A few even had secret compartments. The girls called them “pockeydoos”.
Later they went to look at the toys. Then walked to the yard goods section and looked at all the material and notions. They loved material. Sewing was an interest to both of them. They saw denim, silk, satin, and cotton.
The girls had brought some money but not enough for what they wanted to buy. They rushed to Mag’s mother to ask her for money. At first, she said no, but changed her mind angrily after they started to fuss and have temper tantrums.
The girls ran back and bought some material and thread that they needed. They paid for it., then waited for Mrs. Splash at the front of the store. Then they all walked home- each carrying a large bag.
Mrs. Splash was still very upset. She wanted to know what they bought, but they wouldn’t tell her. She sent them to their room until they had a reasonable explanation.
The girls were happy because they wanted to stay in their room and work on their project. Finally, two hours later, they came out of their room and apologized. Then they gave Mrs. Splash a big package all wrapped upin different colored contact paper which had been stuck to a paper bag. She opened the bag and tears came to her eyes.
It was a patchwork quilt made of the material that they had just bought in the store and some scraps that Mag already had.
Mrs. Splash hugged the girls tightly then put the quilt on her bed. To this day, whenever she sees a quilt, she remembers and a trickle of tears run down her face and she smiles.
A VISIT TO THE 5 & 10
WRITTEN BY LOIS NEWBEGIN VALENTIN
Mrs. Splash did her housecleaning work in the house late Friday with the help of Mag and Molly, as on Saturday, they were going to the 5 & 10. They always liked to go shopping and look around.
Saturday morning came. They ate breakfast, then hurried to get dressed. They had on identical purple plaid dresses and purple ribbons in their hair. What pretty girls ! Mrs. Splash was so happy to see them in dresses as they usually wore pants and shirts.
They walked to the store which was very far. They didn’t care. They loved to walk together. Finally they arrived.
Mag and Molly exclaimed, “ Look! Look at all the things there are. Can we go look by ourselves?”
“Sure, for a little while, but behave, “ said Mrs. Splash.
They walked from aisle to aisle until they came to the pocketbook section. They looked at all the different colors, sizes, and textures. They counted how many has zippers, snaps, buttons, or nothing at all. A few even had secret compartments. The girls called them “pockeydoos”.
Later they went to look at the toys. Then walked to the yard goods section and looked at all the material and notions. They loved material. Sewing was an interest to both of them. They saw denim, silk, satin, and cotton.
The girls had brought some money but not enough for what they wanted to buy. They rushed to Mag’s mother to ask her for money. At first, she said no, but changed her mind angrily after they started to fuss and have temper tantrums.
The girls ran back and bought some material and thread that they needed. They paid for it., then waited for Mrs. Splash at the front of the store. Then they all walked home- each carrying a large bag.
Mrs. Splash was still very upset. She wanted to know what they bought, but they wouldn’t tell her. She sent them to their room until they had a reasonable explanation.
The girls were happy because they wanted to stay in their room and work on their project. Finally, two hours later, they came out of their room and apologized. Then they gave Mrs. Splash a big package all wrapped upin different colored contact paper which had been stuck to a paper bag. She opened the bag and tears came to her eyes.
It was a patchwork quilt made of the material that they had just bought in the store and some scraps that Mag already had.
Mrs. Splash hugged the girls tightly then put the quilt on her bed. To this day, whenever she sees a quilt, she remembers and a trickle of tears run down her face and she smiles.
MAG AND ALICE - THE ARRIVAL OF MOLLY TICKLEPITCHER WRITTEN BY LOIS NEWBEGIN VALENTIN
MAG AND ALICE -
THE ARRIVAL OF MOLLY TICKLEPITCHER
WRITTEN BY LOIS NEWBEGIN VALENTIN
It was a hot summer’s day in the month of July and it was very humid. As you looked about the neighborhood, you could see everybody’s laundry hanging on their clotheslines. People were washing their cars. House windows were open to let what little air there was in.
For most people, it was a usual day. But not for the Splash family. They were busy getting ready for a visitor. Mag’s cousin, Molly Ticklepitcher, was coming to visit for the summer.
Mag was happy because she loved her cousin. They were the same age - nine year’s old. They were about the same size. Molly would be coming tomorrow and everything must be ready. Yes, what a day tomorrow would be!
The next morning, Sunday, Mag was up bright and early. She ate her breakfast, did her chores, then went out to play. At about the same time, Alice and Lizzie went out , too. They met at the clubhouse.
Mag wanted to do something special for Molly, but couldn’t think of what. All the girls were thinking really hard until they saw Mr. Willis park his car in front of the house. They all ran to watch him.
Mr. Willis was a baker who often brought leftover mocha cake to Mr. Tonk to help him feed his hens. He handed the bag of cake to Mr. Tonk, then left. Mr. Tonk put the bag in the chicken coop where he kept the other feed.
“ Let’s have a party!”, shouted Alice. “ We could have it in the hen house. We could eat the mocha cake. Let’s look for some soda bottles to cash in to get the deposit money to buy the other things we need. “
“ What a great idea”, shouted Mag and Lizzie.
So the girls went everywhere looking for empty soda bottles. They got their wagons and started collecting. They asked their friends, looked in the gutters, and in their own homes. When they had enough they brought them to the variety store at the corner. They got $5.00 for them. With the money,, they bought ice cream, balloons, and candy. They quickly hurried home to fix up the hen house. Alice put the ice cream in the freezer. Mag got the cups, plates, and silverware from her house. Lizzie got a tablecloth. They met at the hen house. They moved some boxes to make a table and some chairs. They spread the tablecloth on the boxes. Balloons were blown up and hung abut the coop.
All the chickens were squawking as they didn’t know what was happening.
Finally the girls were done. As they rested on the grass, they saw a car drive by slowly. They ran to the front and saw it stop in front of the Splash house. When the car door opened, out stepped Molly.
Molly had long black hair in pigtails with red ribbons. She had on red pants and a pink jersey. Everyone hugged at once. Molly was so happy. She loved Mag so much and she always had so much fun.
After they brought her suitcases and other things to the house, they went out to play. They went in the direction of the hen house.
Alice ran to get the ice cream, while Mag put a blindfold on Molly. After Alice put the ice cream on the table, they helped Molly to the chicken coop. When she took off the blindfold,, they shouted, “ Surprise! Surprise!” Molly was so happy. They helped themselves to the food and sat down to eat.
The hens were confused . They only got crumbs from the mocha cake. After the girls cleaned up, Lizzie said she had a surprise tied outside for everyone
To a string hanging upside down from a branch of a tree was a huge balloon filled with candy and gum. Thy took turns wearing the blindfold and hitting it with a stick. Molly gave a good whack and it exploded. Candy and gum went flying everywhere. They scampered to find them. They sat on the grass and roared with laughter.
They heard their parents call. for supper. None of the girls wanted to eat. Their mothers thought they were ill as the girls loved to eat. Their fathers checked to see if they has a temperature, but of course, they didn’t. The girls knew why they didn’t want to eat. They had had a fantastic party for Molly.
THE ARRIVAL OF MOLLY TICKLEPITCHER
WRITTEN BY LOIS NEWBEGIN VALENTIN
It was a hot summer’s day in the month of July and it was very humid. As you looked about the neighborhood, you could see everybody’s laundry hanging on their clotheslines. People were washing their cars. House windows were open to let what little air there was in.
For most people, it was a usual day. But not for the Splash family. They were busy getting ready for a visitor. Mag’s cousin, Molly Ticklepitcher, was coming to visit for the summer.
Mag was happy because she loved her cousin. They were the same age - nine year’s old. They were about the same size. Molly would be coming tomorrow and everything must be ready. Yes, what a day tomorrow would be!
The next morning, Sunday, Mag was up bright and early. She ate her breakfast, did her chores, then went out to play. At about the same time, Alice and Lizzie went out , too. They met at the clubhouse.
Mag wanted to do something special for Molly, but couldn’t think of what. All the girls were thinking really hard until they saw Mr. Willis park his car in front of the house. They all ran to watch him.
Mr. Willis was a baker who often brought leftover mocha cake to Mr. Tonk to help him feed his hens. He handed the bag of cake to Mr. Tonk, then left. Mr. Tonk put the bag in the chicken coop where he kept the other feed.
“ Let’s have a party!”, shouted Alice. “ We could have it in the hen house. We could eat the mocha cake. Let’s look for some soda bottles to cash in to get the deposit money to buy the other things we need. “
“ What a great idea”, shouted Mag and Lizzie.
So the girls went everywhere looking for empty soda bottles. They got their wagons and started collecting. They asked their friends, looked in the gutters, and in their own homes. When they had enough they brought them to the variety store at the corner. They got $5.00 for them. With the money,, they bought ice cream, balloons, and candy. They quickly hurried home to fix up the hen house. Alice put the ice cream in the freezer. Mag got the cups, plates, and silverware from her house. Lizzie got a tablecloth. They met at the hen house. They moved some boxes to make a table and some chairs. They spread the tablecloth on the boxes. Balloons were blown up and hung abut the coop.
All the chickens were squawking as they didn’t know what was happening.
Finally the girls were done. As they rested on the grass, they saw a car drive by slowly. They ran to the front and saw it stop in front of the Splash house. When the car door opened, out stepped Molly.
Molly had long black hair in pigtails with red ribbons. She had on red pants and a pink jersey. Everyone hugged at once. Molly was so happy. She loved Mag so much and she always had so much fun.
After they brought her suitcases and other things to the house, they went out to play. They went in the direction of the hen house.
Alice ran to get the ice cream, while Mag put a blindfold on Molly. After Alice put the ice cream on the table, they helped Molly to the chicken coop. When she took off the blindfold,, they shouted, “ Surprise! Surprise!” Molly was so happy. They helped themselves to the food and sat down to eat.
The hens were confused . They only got crumbs from the mocha cake. After the girls cleaned up, Lizzie said she had a surprise tied outside for everyone
To a string hanging upside down from a branch of a tree was a huge balloon filled with candy and gum. Thy took turns wearing the blindfold and hitting it with a stick. Molly gave a good whack and it exploded. Candy and gum went flying everywhere. They scampered to find them. They sat on the grass and roared with laughter.
They heard their parents call. for supper. None of the girls wanted to eat. Their mothers thought they were ill as the girls loved to eat. Their fathers checked to see if they has a temperature, but of course, they didn’t. The girls knew why they didn’t want to eat. They had had a fantastic party for Molly.
MAG AND ALICE MEET LIZZIE TISH WRITTEN BY LOIS NEWBEGIN VALENTIN
MAG AND ALICE MEET LIZZIE TISH
WRITTEN BY LOIS NEWBEGIN VALENTIN
Mag and Alice were anxiously looking at the old house down the street. It had been vacant for a long time. But now new neighbors were moving in. Rumor had it that there was a little girl in the family. They sat on the sidewalk and wondered what the new family would be like. The movers had been there earlier but they hadn’t seen any little girl.
Suddenly the curtain moved in the window of the house. A shadow appeared. All of a sudden the front door opened and the little girl came outside.
Mag and Alice looked at each other then at the little girl who was walking towards them.
She said, “ Hi, I’m Lizzie Tish and I just moved in. My mother says I can play with you for a while. I think she wants me out of her hair”.
Mag and Alice smiled as they introduced themselves.
Lizzie had curly red hair, green eyes and freckles all over her face. She was a very curious little girl, often very clumsy and sometimes got into trouble. She had a beautiful white dress on that she didn’t like at all.
The girls took her on a tour of the neighborhood; through Mrs. Magillacuddy’s vegetable garden where they liked to nibble on tomatoes and string beans, in and out of the clubhouse, through the field where they liked to hide in the tall grass, and finally to the woods in the back of Alice Tonk’s house. There her father was tending to the family of pigs he kept in the pig pen.
Naturally, being as curious as she was, Lizzie climbed up on the fence for a better look. Just as she leaned over, in she fell. Right into the mud and pig food. Mr. Tonk ran and grabbed her and pulled her out, just as mother pig came charging towards her.
Lizzie was upset, scared, and grateful that the mother pig hadn’t caught her. Suddenly she burst into laughter. She had just ruined the beautiful white dress- the one she didn’t like at all.
They walked her home to explain to her mother. She, too, felt relieved that Lizzie was alright.
Lizzie took a bath and changed her clothes, then went out to play again. The three of them walked down the street together. Mrs. Tish looked out the window, happy that Lizzie had friends to occupy her time.
Mrs. Splash and Mrs. Tonk looked out their windows with hesitation and wonder. Now there were three little girls. Mag, Alice, and Lizzie, who would soon be as inseparable as the Three Muskateers. Now the torrid duo was a terrible trio.
WRITTEN BY LOIS NEWBEGIN VALENTIN
Mag and Alice were anxiously looking at the old house down the street. It had been vacant for a long time. But now new neighbors were moving in. Rumor had it that there was a little girl in the family. They sat on the sidewalk and wondered what the new family would be like. The movers had been there earlier but they hadn’t seen any little girl.
Suddenly the curtain moved in the window of the house. A shadow appeared. All of a sudden the front door opened and the little girl came outside.
Mag and Alice looked at each other then at the little girl who was walking towards them.
She said, “ Hi, I’m Lizzie Tish and I just moved in. My mother says I can play with you for a while. I think she wants me out of her hair”.
Mag and Alice smiled as they introduced themselves.
Lizzie had curly red hair, green eyes and freckles all over her face. She was a very curious little girl, often very clumsy and sometimes got into trouble. She had a beautiful white dress on that she didn’t like at all.
The girls took her on a tour of the neighborhood; through Mrs. Magillacuddy’s vegetable garden where they liked to nibble on tomatoes and string beans, in and out of the clubhouse, through the field where they liked to hide in the tall grass, and finally to the woods in the back of Alice Tonk’s house. There her father was tending to the family of pigs he kept in the pig pen.
Naturally, being as curious as she was, Lizzie climbed up on the fence for a better look. Just as she leaned over, in she fell. Right into the mud and pig food. Mr. Tonk ran and grabbed her and pulled her out, just as mother pig came charging towards her.
Lizzie was upset, scared, and grateful that the mother pig hadn’t caught her. Suddenly she burst into laughter. She had just ruined the beautiful white dress- the one she didn’t like at all.
They walked her home to explain to her mother. She, too, felt relieved that Lizzie was alright.
Lizzie took a bath and changed her clothes, then went out to play again. The three of them walked down the street together. Mrs. Tish looked out the window, happy that Lizzie had friends to occupy her time.
Mrs. Splash and Mrs. Tonk looked out their windows with hesitation and wonder. Now there were three little girls. Mag, Alice, and Lizzie, who would soon be as inseparable as the Three Muskateers. Now the torrid duo was a terrible trio.
MAG AND ALICE ON A TREASURE HUNT WRITTEN BY LOIS NEWBEGIN VALENTIN
MAG AND ALICE ON A TREASURE HUNT
WRITTEN BY LOIS NEWBEGIN VALENTIN
One day when Mag and Alice had nothing to do, they met in their clubhouse. The clubhouse was actually a refrigerator box with windows and a door cut into it. It was partially hidden by an old oak tree. A path in front led to Mag’s house.
Deep in thought in the clubhouse, Alice came up with the idea to have a treasure hunt . Of course, they didn’t really have any treasure, so they decided to look for something good enough to be their treasure.
They looked everywhere- up the tree, under the porch, in the house, and under the bushes. At last they came to the shed. And their it was- their treasure. BLACK PAINT! At least to them , it was black paint. In reality, it was black tire sealer , the tar-like substance used to patch holes in car tires. It was perfect for what they had in mind. They were going to paint their old tricycles. The sealer belonged to Mag’s father and they hadn’t asked permission to use it, but they did anyway.
They put the tricycles, the bucket of ‘paint’, a long stick for stirring, and two paint brushes in Mag’s driveway. It took half an hour to paint. They had a great time painting. When they were finished everything was a mess. The tar was stuck to everything., in their hair, on their clothes, on the tricycles, brushes, bucket, and especially on the driveway where Mag’s father would be parking his car after work.
Mag’s mother noticed they were too quiet. She knew something was up. When she found them ,. She screamed aloud., “ OH NO! OH NO! WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?”
She sent Alice home, called her mother to explain, put Mag in the tub to soak and set about cleaning the driveway. Mrs. Tonk came to help. They used Lestoil, scrub brushes, and the garden hose. They scrubbed and scrubbed for two hours. Finally it was clean enough . They went home to check on their daughters. They yelled , scolded, spanked them and sent them to their rooms.
When Mag’s father came home he was told what had happened. All he said was that they had done a good job. He hadn’t seen what a mess everything was.
Mag and Alice had to stay in their rooms only coming out for supper and to use the bathroom. Even though they had been punished, each was planning something exciting and different to do.
WRITTEN BY LOIS NEWBEGIN VALENTIN
One day when Mag and Alice had nothing to do, they met in their clubhouse. The clubhouse was actually a refrigerator box with windows and a door cut into it. It was partially hidden by an old oak tree. A path in front led to Mag’s house.
Deep in thought in the clubhouse, Alice came up with the idea to have a treasure hunt . Of course, they didn’t really have any treasure, so they decided to look for something good enough to be their treasure.
They looked everywhere- up the tree, under the porch, in the house, and under the bushes. At last they came to the shed. And their it was- their treasure. BLACK PAINT! At least to them , it was black paint. In reality, it was black tire sealer , the tar-like substance used to patch holes in car tires. It was perfect for what they had in mind. They were going to paint their old tricycles. The sealer belonged to Mag’s father and they hadn’t asked permission to use it, but they did anyway.
They put the tricycles, the bucket of ‘paint’, a long stick for stirring, and two paint brushes in Mag’s driveway. It took half an hour to paint. They had a great time painting. When they were finished everything was a mess. The tar was stuck to everything., in their hair, on their clothes, on the tricycles, brushes, bucket, and especially on the driveway where Mag’s father would be parking his car after work.
Mag’s mother noticed they were too quiet. She knew something was up. When she found them ,. She screamed aloud., “ OH NO! OH NO! WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?”
She sent Alice home, called her mother to explain, put Mag in the tub to soak and set about cleaning the driveway. Mrs. Tonk came to help. They used Lestoil, scrub brushes, and the garden hose. They scrubbed and scrubbed for two hours. Finally it was clean enough . They went home to check on their daughters. They yelled , scolded, spanked them and sent them to their rooms.
When Mag’s father came home he was told what had happened. All he said was that they had done a good job. He hadn’t seen what a mess everything was.
Mag and Alice had to stay in their rooms only coming out for supper and to use the bathroom. Even though they had been punished, each was planning something exciting and different to do.
MAG SPLASH MEETS ALICE TONK WRITTEN BY LOIS NEWBEGIN VALENTIN
MAG SPLASH MEETS ALICE TONK
WRITTEN BY LOIS NEWBEGIN VALENTIN
In a town called Methuen in the eastern seaboard state of Massachusetts lived two young girls named Mag Splash and Alice Tonk.
Mag had brown hair and blue eyes. Her hair was cut short like that of a Dutch boy. Alice had curly dark brown hair with brown eyes. Their complexions were fair as snow.
They were always getting into trouble. Mag liked to confuse and aggravate people. Such as the time she was riding in Grampie and Grammie Orr’s car. All of a sudden she started to cry and scream, “ STOP!”.
Grampie Orr pulled to the side of the road frantically trying to find out what was wrong.
Mag explained that they had just passed a sign saying, “ STOP - VISIT PEPPERILL MILLS” , They resumed their travels shortly thereafter with Mag sulking in the back seat of the car.
Alice liked to do mischievous acts to everyone around her. Like the time she saw her father’s stovepipe hat hanging in the corner of the hall. The hat looked like Abe Lincoln’s.
Alice took a pair of scissors and cut around the brim of the hat leaving only enough to keep the top from falling off. Then she pushed it down inside the ribbon to keep it in place and put it back on the hook.
Later that day when her father went visiting, being the gentleman that he was, he tipped his hat to the woman with whom he was speaking. The top of the hat came off. He quickly apologized and went home. After a very long scolding, Alice was ordered to the corner.
So as you can see, trouble was no stranger to the girls.
Although the Splashes and the Tonks were neighbors, they had never met. But soon that would change. What a change that would be!
One very hot summer’s day, Mrs. Splash and Mag took a walk to downtown Lawrence. Unbeknownst to her, so did Mrs. Tonk and Alice.
After their long walk, they were exhausted. They walked to the Campagnone Common Park and collapsed on the benches. They sat on opposite benches watching their children. They noticed each other and started to talk, Mrs. Tonk went to sit next to Mrs. Splash.
The topic of conversation , as you guessed , was Mag and Alice. They had a lot in common and soon realized they would be come good friends.
As they looked at their children, they were shocked , but not amazed, to find them climbing to the top of a very tall tree. After they told them to get down, the mothers looked at each other and realized what had just happened. The troublesome girls were now a torrid duo.
WRITTEN BY LOIS NEWBEGIN VALENTIN
In a town called Methuen in the eastern seaboard state of Massachusetts lived two young girls named Mag Splash and Alice Tonk.
Mag had brown hair and blue eyes. Her hair was cut short like that of a Dutch boy. Alice had curly dark brown hair with brown eyes. Their complexions were fair as snow.
They were always getting into trouble. Mag liked to confuse and aggravate people. Such as the time she was riding in Grampie and Grammie Orr’s car. All of a sudden she started to cry and scream, “ STOP!”.
Grampie Orr pulled to the side of the road frantically trying to find out what was wrong.
Mag explained that they had just passed a sign saying, “ STOP - VISIT PEPPERILL MILLS” , They resumed their travels shortly thereafter with Mag sulking in the back seat of the car.
Alice liked to do mischievous acts to everyone around her. Like the time she saw her father’s stovepipe hat hanging in the corner of the hall. The hat looked like Abe Lincoln’s.
Alice took a pair of scissors and cut around the brim of the hat leaving only enough to keep the top from falling off. Then she pushed it down inside the ribbon to keep it in place and put it back on the hook.
Later that day when her father went visiting, being the gentleman that he was, he tipped his hat to the woman with whom he was speaking. The top of the hat came off. He quickly apologized and went home. After a very long scolding, Alice was ordered to the corner.
So as you can see, trouble was no stranger to the girls.
Although the Splashes and the Tonks were neighbors, they had never met. But soon that would change. What a change that would be!
One very hot summer’s day, Mrs. Splash and Mag took a walk to downtown Lawrence. Unbeknownst to her, so did Mrs. Tonk and Alice.
After their long walk, they were exhausted. They walked to the Campagnone Common Park and collapsed on the benches. They sat on opposite benches watching their children. They noticed each other and started to talk, Mrs. Tonk went to sit next to Mrs. Splash.
The topic of conversation , as you guessed , was Mag and Alice. They had a lot in common and soon realized they would be come good friends.
As they looked at their children, they were shocked , but not amazed, to find them climbing to the top of a very tall tree. After they told them to get down, the mothers looked at each other and realized what had just happened. The troublesome girls were now a torrid duo.
Table of Contents
LOLA AND HER FRIENDS
UNDER THE RAINBOW
WRITTEN BY LOIS NEWBEGIN VALENTIN
Table of Contents
MAG SPLASH MEETS ALICE TONK
MAG AND ALICE ON A TREASURE HUNT
MAG AND ALICE MEET LIZZIE TISH
MAG SPLASH AND ALICE TONK-THE ARRIVAL OF MOLLY TICKLEPITCHER
MAG AND MOLLY - A VISIT TO THE 5 & 10
UNDER THE RAINBOW
WRITTEN BY LOIS NEWBEGIN VALENTIN
Table of Contents
MAG SPLASH MEETS ALICE TONK
MAG AND ALICE ON A TREASURE HUNT
MAG AND ALICE MEET LIZZIE TISH
MAG SPLASH AND ALICE TONK-THE ARRIVAL OF MOLLY TICKLEPITCHER
MAG AND MOLLY - A VISIT TO THE 5 & 10
I also write children stories
LOLA AND HER FRIENDS
UNDER THE
RAINBOW
WRITTEN BY
LOIS NEWBEGIN VALENTIN
Dedicated to my mother, Evelyn.
A special thanks to her for cleaning the driveway, inspiring me to write the stories and for being as inquisitive as I.
These stories are based upon actual events or should I say, antics that my mom or I did in the course of childhood.
Lois M. Newbegin Valentin
UNDER THE
RAINBOW
WRITTEN BY
LOIS NEWBEGIN VALENTIN
Dedicated to my mother, Evelyn.
A special thanks to her for cleaning the driveway, inspiring me to write the stories and for being as inquisitive as I.
These stories are based upon actual events or should I say, antics that my mom or I did in the course of childhood.
Lois M. Newbegin Valentin
Friday, July 1, 2011
July 1st
First, happy holiday to all. Thank you to all the veterans of the world , especially the Patriots of the American Revolution. I can proudly say I am an AMERICAN!!!!!
You probably have ancestors who were in the American Rev. War. Do your family tree research and you might find some relatives. Need help or need someone to research for you, just drop me an email.
Second, welcome to Awesome Annies Rockin' Art Show. May success be with you all , including me. Check out the blog.
Third, Today I was attempting to make a penguin bag using black braid. Notice I said attempt. Decided to leave it alone and created teamwork session with my grandchildren. We cleaned their rooms and created space. . They were pleased as was I.
Until next time,
Lois
You probably have ancestors who were in the American Rev. War. Do your family tree research and you might find some relatives. Need help or need someone to research for you, just drop me an email.
Second, welcome to Awesome Annies Rockin' Art Show. May success be with you all , including me. Check out the blog.
Third, Today I was attempting to make a penguin bag using black braid. Notice I said attempt. Decided to leave it alone and created teamwork session with my grandchildren. We cleaned their rooms and created space. . They were pleased as was I.
Until next time,
Lois
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