The Wish Candle…

Two Shoes Tuesday’s prompt this week is



My mother had several traditions that were important to her.
One of them was the Christmas Wish Candle and Book.

It was a red pillar candle  brought out on Thanksgiving Day
and stayed on a table in the living room until New Years Day.

Everyone who came to the house during that time was invited to
light the candle, make a wish, blow the candle out, and sign the book.
And I mean everyone.
Friends, family, milkman, mailman, repairmen, and delivery people…
Some years there were pages of names and some years only a few.

I don’t know what happened to the Wish Candle and Book.
If I had a Wish Candle I would wish to have Ma’s Wish Book.

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Rosies and posies…


Ring-a round the rosie
A pocket full of posies
Ashes! Ashes!
We all fall down.

I remember singing this rhyme, whirling around and falling down.
In kindergarten and first grade it was great fun on the playground.

I learned that it was a rhyme that referred to plagues in the middle ages.
It was said that there was a rosy rash, sneezing, and coughing with the plague.
People carried posies of herbs in their pockets to ward off the disease and the smell.
“All fall down” is what people did when they got the plague and died.
Ashes to ashes alluded to cremation of the bodies.

This is what I learned but it seems I learned wrong.
Today, most folklore experts say it’s all hooey.

I don’t care.
I like the explanation I was taught and I’m sticking with it.

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Josie’s prompts this week are refuge and ring.

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Z is for Zenith…

z4pThere was a little girl who

was so excited about getting a TV.

Most of her friends already had TV’s
and it seem so unfair that she didn’t.

One day Daddy came home with a Zenith TV!


She could hardly wait to watch The Lone Ranger, Annie Oakley,
Roy Rogers and Dale Evans, and The Cisco Kid.

When the TV was all set up and turned on
first Daddy had to watch the Evening News and then
it was time for the little girl to go to bed.

She cried but still had to go to bed,
it was a school night.

Finally, one day she got to watch The Lone Ranger.
She sat in front of that TV and could hardly contain herself.

There he was the Lone Ranger, and Tonto, too.
They looked pretty good except for the white duds the Ranger wore.
She liked Tonto’s clothes, though.

But when she watched the story it was not
nearly as good as the stories on the radio.

She was very disappointed.
Same with all the other Westerns.

The cartoons were fun and the Saturday afternoon
Tarzan movies were good.
She liked Lawrence Welk, Ed Sullivan, and Queen for a Day.

But still TV was such a let down.

The little girl was not impressed with TV.
Her imagination was so much better than what TV had to offer.

Image:flickr /ellenm1

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Y is for yummy…

y4pThere was a little girl who

loved chocolate,
especially chocolate frosting,
and sometimes she did un-nice things to have her love.

Like telling her little brother
that the yummiest part of the cupcake was the cake part.


And telling him that she, being a good sister,
would take the top of his cupcake and give him the bottom of hers.

He never questioned that this applied only to
cupcakes frosted with chocolate.

The little girl never felt bad about this.
She knew she wasn’t perfect.

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X is for xylophone…

x4pThere was a little girl who

saw a Miss America contestant playing a


It look like so much fun!

The other contestants were just as beautiful and talented
but none looked like they were having as much fun as
the one playing that xylophone.

The little girl decided that night
she wanted to play the xylophone.

She really didn’t think mommy and daddy would buy her one
but it was worth a try.

So she asked for one.

What a surprise when she opened a bag


and found a xylophone.

It was okay that it wasn’t a big one.
With a little one she could take it everywhere.

The little girl wasn’t the best
xylophone player but she was probably
the most exuberant!

At least until she discovered tap dancing.

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econd Image:Flickr/Frederique Voisin-Demery

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W is for wood shoes…

w4pThere was a little girl who

sometimes had nightmares.

For a while she had nightmares about people
who were wearing wooden shoes.

It was all because of Howdy Doody.


There was a story on his show about some bad
puppet people who wore wooden shoes.

She told her mommy about her fear of
these puppet people with wood shoes.
Mommy assured her that where they lived
there was no one who wore wood shoes so she was safe.

One day the little girl and her mommy were taking a taxi  home.
They lived in a small town with only a couple of taxis
so people often shared a ride.
On this day the driver stopped to pick up another lady.

She smiled at the lady but the lady didn’t smile back.
She seemed mad and a bit mean.

The little girl scooted over closer to her mommy.
Then she looked down and had the fright of her life.


The lady had wood shoes on just like the ones
the bad puppet people wore on Howdy Doody!

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V is for voices…

v4pThere was a little girl who

lived in a house where no one lost their temper.
Tempers were bad and not allowed.

Sometimes the little girl lost her temper.
It was always a bad thing to do and always meant punishment,
and that sometimes made her lose her temper again.

Anger or disagreements in her house meant silence.

Sometimes the silence lasted a long time.

When it went on and on the silence was heavy and horrible.
She just wanted to hear a voice again,
even one raised in anger would be okay.


All the little girl would want was to hear a voice
because sometimes the silence was so loud it hurt.

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