MEMORIES OF MAGGIE

MEMORIES OF CHILDHOOD

By Margaret (Maggie) Williams Kidd, 1928 - 2005

I remember the most fun I had by myself as a child was with a big cardboard dollhouse and playing house with my paper dolls. I also had a swing hanging from a tree limb and I would spin around until I was so dizzy I could barely walk.

My Aunt June, being the youngest of my grandmother's children, was still at home when I was little. When Uncle Ryan came courting her, I was always snoopy and under their feet. My mother and grandmother would go to the kitchen and leave the living room to them, but I couldn't stay away. Mother told me that I was always reporting to them what was going on in the living room.

When Uncle Ryan came over one day with a wedding ring for Aunt June, I ran to the kitchen saying "Mama, that man brought Aunt June a ring." And another time, I ran in saying "Mama, Aunt June and that man are in there kissing themselves. What a joy I must have been. At times, mother would go visit my Aunt Marjorie and Uncle Luther (Pappy). Sometimes we would stay a month or two.

My two male cousins, Jerome and Emory, would play with me like I was a doll. One of my fondest memories is when Jerome would put me on the back of their donkey. I would grab two hands full of the donkey's mane and hang on for dear life. Then Jerome would slap the donkey on the rump, and away the donkey would run with me bouncing up and down on his back. I thought it was great fun, and I never fell off. Another memory is of me and Jerome in one tree, Emory in another, and a tin can & string telephone between us. We had big fun talking on the phone.

I was always smaller than the other kids my age, so I inherited my cousin Vernon's blue-tick coveralls when he outgrew them, even though he was younger than me. One time, my mother bought me a brand new pair, and I was so proud of them! Jerome was pulling me in his wagon one day, and as we went around the corner of the house, my new coveralls snagged on a nail and ripped a big hole in them. I was inconsolable! I cried and cried. Finally Aunt Marjorie said, "Margaret, don't cry, I'll patch them for you." She says I replied, "But I don't wear patched clothes." She finally had to spank me to get me to stop crying about the rip.

When Aunt Marjorie and Uncle Luther and all their family were picking cotton, I would play under the cotton wagon in the shade. But one time, I got up in the wagon and was playing in the cotton. Uncle Luther told me several times to stop running up and down on the cotton, but I didn't pay him any mind because it was so much fun. Finally, he came up to the wagon and said, "I just don't know what I'm going to do with you." Then I looked back at him and said "Why, Pappy, if I don't mind you, then you just spank me." They all thought that was very cute, so that time I avoided a spanking.

When I was seven years old, my mother decided that she wanted to go to nurse's training. Since she had quit school in her senior year to marry my father, she had to go back to high school first. So, when I was in the first grade, my mother was a senior. We would walk to school together every morning. All of my classmates thought that was the strangest thing they had ever heard of.

I have many fond memories of my mother's brothers and sisters while I was growing up. Uncle Alfred told me lots of stories and took me often to Uncle Vernon's drugstore to buy a fudgesicle. We would sit on the curb and eat it (I'd take a bite, then he'd take a bite).

Booker and Aunt Nora kept me for a whole year while Mother was in nurse's training, and for a while I was their little girl. Each of my aunts and uncles played special roles in my life and my cousins were my brothers and sisters.

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	MEMORIES OF CHILDHOOD
	By Margaret (Maggie) Williams Kidd, 1928 - 2005 I remember the most fun I had by myself as a child was with a big cardboard dollhouse and playing house with my paper dolls. I also had a swing hanging from a tree limb and I would spin around until I was so dizzy I could barely walk. My Aunt June, being the youngest of my grandmother's children, was still at home when I was little. When Uncle Ryan came courting her, I was always snoopy and under their feet. My mother and grandmother would go to the kitchen and leave the living room to them, but I couldn't stay away. Mother told me that I was always reporting to them what was going on in the living room. When Uncle Ryan came over one day with a wedding ring for Aunt June, I ran to the kitchen saying "Mama, that man brought Aunt June a ring." And another time, I ran in saying "Mama, Aunt June and that man are in there kissing themselves. What a joy I must have been. At times, mother would go visit my Aunt Marjorie and Uncle Luther (Pappy). Sometimes we would stay a month or two. My two male cousins, Jerome and Emory, would play with me like I was a doll. One of my fondest memories is when Jerome would put me on the back of their donkey. I would grab two hands full of the donkey's mane and hang on for dear life. Then Jerome would slap the donkey on the rump, and away the donkey would run with me bouncing up and down on his back. I thought it was great fun, and I never fell off. Another memory is of me and Jerome in one tree, Emory in another, and a tin can & string telephone between us. We had big fun talking on the phone. I was always smaller than the other kids my age, so I inherited my cousin Vernon's blue-tick coveralls when he outgrew them, even though he was younger than me. One time, my mother bought me a brand new pair, and I was so proud of them! Jerome was pulling me in his wagon one day, and as we went around the corner of the house, my new coveralls snagged on a nail and ripped a big hole in them. I was inconsolable! I cried and cried. Finally Aunt Marjorie said, "Margaret, don't cry, I'll patch them for you." She says I replied, "But I don't wear patched clothes." She finally had to spank me to get me to stop crying about the rip. When Aunt Marjorie and Uncle Luther and all their family were picking cotton, I would play under the cotton wagon in the shade. But one time, I got up in the wagon and was playing in the cotton. Uncle Luther told me several times to stop running up and down on the cotton, but I didn't pay him any mind because it was so much fun. Finally, he came up to the wagon and said, "I just don't know what I'm going to do with you." Then I looked back at him and said "Why, Pappy, if I don't mind you, then you just spank me." They all thought that was very cute, so that time I avoided a spanking. When I was seven years old, my mother decided that she wanted to go to nurse's training. Since she had quit school in her senior year to marry my father, she had to go back to high school first. So, when I was in the first grade, my mother was a senior. We would walk to school together every morning. All of my classmates thought that was the strangest thing they had ever heard of. I have many fond memories of my mother's brothers and sisters while I was growing up. Uncle Alfred told me lots of stories and took me often to Uncle Vernon's drugstore to buy a fudgesicle. We would sit on the curb and eat it (I'd take a bite, then he'd take a bite). Booker and Aunt Nora kept me for a whole year while Mother was in nurse's training, and for a while I was their little girl. Each of my aunts and uncles played special roles in my life and my cousins were my brothers and sisters.

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