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RE: "Ma" ... She Lives On

in #story7 years ago (edited)

My Mother's mother died before I was born, but was always present in our kitchen and backroom until almost the seventies, when all the oldies had died and only my parents and her words were still there. Every adult who passed through our house knew her or had married someone who knew her. She was a nurse before there were 'nurses' back in nineteenth century and was also great friends with my Father's mother, who I met often until she also passed on in 1960. Both my parents were young of old parents, and all my aunts and uncles passed on of old age before my parents. I sometimes have a feeling of myself being extremely old, and in my minds eye can call forth the descriptions of Boer fortrekkers from nineteenth and early twentieth century, Kashmir in the English days of anxiety of Russian infiltration, as if Kipling were in the next room having a sherry with the aunts. The generations seem so short today, and many of my family's children do not have evenings around a fireplace memories of yesteryear or even yester day when Brisbane flooded in 2011, let alone Brisbane flooding in 1974, and Cyclone Tracy, and Santa never making it into Darwin is just a laugh. Ah well. Perhaps some of my writing will get read in later years. 👌

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The generations seem so short today, and many of my family's children do not have evenings around a fireplace memories of yesteryear or even yester day

How very true @simon62 - we need to bring back the evenings around the fire and listening to the elders!

This posting of stories seems to be the new evening's. But I'm afraid. Scratch that! I will not look negatively upon the deadbeats, they too are wonderful people who just need to understand that 😇😂.
--There are it seem to be a great many shallow posts, that bring little but a brief connection on first viewing, then slide on into obscurity fast as more posts line up to be perused. For example : I have written short posts to a couple of photographers. Lovely pictures, yes¿ what of¿ scenery, yes, but where¿ in what direction is the camera pointed? At sunset, midday, it sun-rising, did daylight make a difference? Like, what is that shadow ~ there ?
--Then there was a wonderful 'very' short story that ended ¿¿ -so, what happened? Did I just waste time putting interest and time into - nil end? 😆 Ah, well. One day a genius IT manipulator will create an INDEX robot so anything can be found within steemit, at a few seconds, instead of scrolling hours. 😉

you do make a good point there - when talking about the shallow posts and brief connection. You've made me think if I do this? LOL very enlightening - and as far as the index robot! THAT would be awesome !and a useful bot ;-)

Yes, am not against the use of robots, just unoverseen ones. They should not earn until after human discussion, and they should not have any ability to post to humans other than ~ Please explain¿ - the reply to that is then the opening of a publicly seen discussion, with the driver responsible, not on another site behind 'who knows what shield or robotic cover.' But, hey, what do I know¿ I'm an untutored elder newbie. 😃

lol well as untutored and new as you are - you do make a good point! ;-)

Thank-you. Keep on keeping on. 😇

Your grandma sounded like she was very extraordinary woman, @simon62! You are also a very good story teller. I look forward to more of your writing!

Thank-you. I have told a few never heard before, but firstly I have been posting excerts my gran left me when she passed on. Well actually left my Mum, but then when Mum passed on, I ended up with these. Before xmas are excerts of WW1 recipes I learned cooking on while being disciplined, as boys often need, with learning grammar and conduct and manners, and speaking and writing, as the old veterans and Adults in the kitchen were always reminding me were more important than all other pursuits and once I had those basics I might be fit to be allowed out into society without humiliating myself or bringing censure. 😆 With the WW1 almost 100 years over, these old manners are fast disappearing, so I have posted the short basics in Edwardian language in excerts from a Victorian encyclopaedia that was a collection of the knowledge of the country folk put together for the very reason I have posted these, that this conduct and manners not disappear, as it is of the people, for the people. Some of the robot drivers thing it too plagiaristic. But as I have not claimed it mine, and have not given the whole but just excerts for honouring our ancestors, I can not see their problems. Much of this info is still useful to us bushies who do not live in cities or suburbia or within close call of 'civilisation.'
-- My time with access to this site can get very limited also, because not everywhere has Access. There is still much dead ground in this country and I imagine elsewhere in our global village. Be well. Keep posting, and backing up to external ai 😂