May Baskets
When we were kids, I remember Mama helping us to make little May baskets on May 1st. We would weave strips of different colors of paper to form a basket. Our baskets always had a handle so that we could hang it on our neighbor's door knob after we filled it full of freshly picked flowers. I remember how we would tip toe up to the door and gently hang the little basket on the door knob. Then we would knock on the door and run quickly to hide behind a bush or something so we could see our neighbor's surprise when they opened the door to find their basket of flowers. It was so much fun! I have wonderful memories of Mama helping us to make these little baskets. She always made things fun for all of us. She was such a wonderful Mother. I don't know how she did took care her very large family of nine children!I will never forget how Mama always gathered all the materials together just before Easter for us to make our own Easter baskets. She would begin saving the oatmeal boxes early so we would have enough to make baskets. We would cut the boxes down to basket size, decorate them with colored paper flowers or use crayons to draw our own flowers. After our baskets were created we would go outside to find some fresh green grass to fill the bottom of the basket so that our decorated Easter eggs could rest proudly in their new basket. This was so much fun! I knew that the reason we made our own baskets is that Mama and Daddy could not afford to purchase Easter baskets for all of us kids. I remember envying the fact that my little friend, Mary Ann, always got a big store-bought Easter basket filled with all kids of goodies and wrapped in plastic paper. Her basket was always so beautiful! Now, looking back at the wonderful memory of the love Mama put into making sure all of us kids had Easter baskets, and the joy of making them, there is no comparison. The simple pleasures of life are sometimes the grandest!!
HAPPY MAY DAY EVERYONE!!!
posted by Mary Ellen at
4:36 AM
1 Comments:
It is so funny you wrote about May baskets because that is EXACTLY what I was just thinking about and how when we were children on May 1st that it was the excitement of children to hang baskets on their neighbor's doors. It is so sad but that tradition is almost lost in time. History does sometimes repeat itself in clothing and events. Wouldn't it be nice if this tradition was given a new dress to wear and the children of today knew and understood the simple and most precious things we now cherish in our Senior years. Life as we remember it was a much simpler time. Sad but so true is the fact that unless we teach these things to our children and grandchildren and carry on an almost lost tradition, we will see it slowly dissolve. I am so proud and happy to know that my daughter-in-law, Missy and my daughter, Melissa are both wonderful mothers in spending time with their children and doing crafts, scrapbooking etc. and they both encourage it. Also my grandchildren all have artistic talents and show signs of excelling in that field. I am blessed to have these 2 special mothers as a part of my life. Also there is NOTHING wrong with handmade baskets. Your little baskets made from Oatmeal boxes sound so adorable and to put a price on them - well, let's just say this: THEY WOULD BE PRICELESS. Love you Sissy
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