In another topic, Western Sage notes:
"I can tell you right now that my mother went to work at a laundry, ironing shirts. I still use what she taught me about how best to do that, even though I have amended it a little. I can remember her starting me out ironing my dad's handkerchiefs, and how proud it made me to tell him that I had done that for him. Obviously it took few steps before we got to shirts.
An interesting follow-up to this would be for the rest of you to tell us something you remember learning how to do from your parents or someone else in the family. Any takers?"
I thought this was better as a whole new topic, so I moved it here. I'll copy eesmall's comment in here and add mine. Then, let's humor the old girl and add some more comments, eh?
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EESmall replied thus:
"not quite the wonderful history story, but I am proud to say I have personally (with a lot of Dad-Help) changed my tires, my oil (that one I can do alone now) brake pads, brake shoes, fuel filter, air filter (ok ok so that ones easy, but still) spark plugs, and the exhaust manifold. Most girls my age couldn't even find half those things, much less replace them, so I am pretty grateful to have a dad who knows about this stuff and is willing to help."
Then I was going to post...
From my mom, I learned to make pancakes (regular and potato) and other edible things; how to operate a sewing machine; and to understand that learning takes an entire lifetime -- if you're smart you never stop.
From my dad, I think I picked up some of his engineering ways of thinking and possibly a sense of humor. Late in life he developed this habit where he'd make this gulping sound. I think he was fighting some chronic gook in the back of his throat. I picked that up too, but I've had the presence of mind to get medicine for it.
From my grandpa, I learned how to play lucky sevens and crazy eights, and how not to ride a skim board.
Eesmall, I am impressed at the list of car-stuff you can do. An exhaust manifold? Excellent!
Did you know I bought my first motorcycle from a friend's sister? When I bought it she was in the process of rebuilding her Puegeot diesel station wagon. Girl mechanics are the coolest.
Unclematt, thanks for moving this entry. It makes sense. And hey, everyone, I like being humored. Thanks.
From dad I learned how to drive a car with my knees. I don't think he thought I would ever do it, otherwise he wouldn't have shown me how to. He also taught me how to drive in general. I remember when I was young he would let me sit in his lap and stear on our way home from the neighborhood pool. It was all very Britany Spears.
Let's see here, from my Dad I learned how to make "egg IN toast" -one of the best homemade breakfasts ever (Emily can vouch for that), how to always take good care of my vehicles, how to ride a bike, how to eat an artichoke, and as a gentleman - to never use profanity (still working on that one). From my Mom I learned how to be a house TP'ing expert, to take good care of my hands, enjoy sushi, make a good smoothy, (I think I'm hungry right now or something), and how to be kind to people when they don't deserve it.
You know that book "All I Ever Needed to Know I Learned in Kindergarten"? What is beginning to collect here is a delightful list of "Things My Parents Taught Me". I know there were some grandparents thrown in, but this title would be too long that way. Eating artichokes intrigues me. What did you learn about that, Cody?
It would be fun eventually to do a poll on what the favorite entry is. I already have my eye on a few of them.
I really impress with the knowledge that Emily got from her dad.
I myself grew up as a traditional woman, my mother taught me all things girls should know such as cooking variety dishes, making desserts, washing clothes with hand, professional ironing, folding clothes, cleaning every corner of the house, sewing with hand and machine, and taking care brother and sisters. I was a real lady.
In the opposite way, I really wanted to learn what boys should know, but our culture stopped us. Women couldn't fix the roof, because we couldn't be on the top of men's heads. Women couldn't play kites because it was men's sports. Women couldn't whistle because it was for men. These were taboo things I could remember from my dad. I hated it. (I think things are changing a lot nowadays, I might be the last generation.)
However, David taught me how to build sound studios with men's tools. I learned to used many powerful tools. It was fun. I began to see the beauty of work I had done with my hands. I learned to see art in men's work. Not so bad about this, I supervised our team in the installation of the two studios at W.B. two years ago. I was so glad the knowledge David taught me paid off.
I like the way you learned important woman things from your mother.Anyone who has tasted your cooking knows you learned that well.
Then you learned things that used to be done by men from David. I am glad you could expand your world as you did. Congratulations!
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