I remember being 7 or 8 years old
and selling my pasta necklaces
to the neighbors of my old Argentinian neighborhood.
Every time a door opened and "jewelry" was purchased from some nice lady,
I got closer to my dream.
When the first day of school arrived,
I was so proud!
Not only I had the shiniest shoes of the whole school
(thank you, Dad)
I also had a brand new leather bag to carry my books...
and selling my pasta necklaces
to the neighbors of my old Argentinian neighborhood.
Every time a door opened and "jewelry" was purchased from some nice lady,
I got closer to my dream.
When the first day of school arrived,
I was so proud!
Not only I had the shiniest shoes of the whole school
(thank you, Dad)
I also had a brand new leather bag to carry my books...
...product of my pasta necklace selling business.
When Zita blogged about her Son's creations offered for sale on Etsy
I had to buy!
The wonderful package arrived yesterday
with a sweet note from V. thanking me for his first sale.
I had to buy!
The wonderful package arrived yesterday
with a sweet note from V. thanking me for his first sale.
What he doesn't know
is that I'm the thankful one...
His beautifully handmade linen bag
reminded me of those long gone days...
the walks around the old neighborhood with my Mom,
the happiness of making my necklaces,
the excitement of selling them
and the pride I felt that first day of school....
is that I'm the thankful one...
His beautifully handmade linen bag
reminded me of those long gone days...
the walks around the old neighborhood with my Mom,
the happiness of making my necklaces,
the excitement of selling them
and the pride I felt that first day of school....
For me,
the sweet linen bag,
is much more than that...
it's a bag full of memories!
Thank you, V!
the sweet linen bag,
is much more than that...
it's a bag full of memories!
Thank you, V!
"There is always one moment in childhood
when the door opens and lets the future in"
~Graham Greene, The Power and the Glory~
Linking to:
"Show and Tell"
at
"My Romantic Home"
when the door opens and lets the future in"
~Graham Greene, The Power and the Glory~
Linking to:
"Show and Tell"
at
"My Romantic Home"
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13 comments:
Thanks for the beautiful post this morning. I'm leaving shortly to pick up my little Riley and am reminded of the "simple" things in childhood that mean so very much.
Take care, Sue
This is so sweet. Sometimes as adults we fail to let a dream grow inside of a child...and to be his first sale is awesome, but it's so cool it has fond memories for you as well, is over the top!
Thanks for sharing, Tete
Great post to stir lots of childhood memories in all of us ~ thank you!
I love this sweet gift of helping others dreams unfold. The sweet memory of your sales and enabling
this child to be encouraged to pursue their dreams! I love this~
An absolutely lovely post. What sweet memories. I visited Zita's blog. Quite a talented young man her son is. How wonderful to be so young and already have direction in your life. Fabulous! Thanks for sharing. Best wishes, Tammy
Marcela, thanks for this sweet and wonderful post. I think my son and you have a LOT in common :) Thanks for supporting his dreams. And I just love that this little linen bag brings back such dear childhood memories. p.s. I will be sure to show him your post!
Awww. That's so sweet! Good looking bags, to.
What a sweet post. Wonderful childhood memories of selling your wares, how charming.
You are so sweet to buy from the little boy.
hugs
Sissie
That just brought tears to my eyes! Soooo sweet, thank you for sharing a lovely part of your childhood with us!!!
xo,
LuLu
Marcela this made my day...to read of your sweet childhood memory and then your making someone else's dreams comes true, surely is a sweet read. I must go visit V's site.
hugs
What a lovely story! Children give so much pleasure, having pleasure...
A nice story and a good reminder to parents that children really do apprciate the things they work for.
sweet memories! And how nice of you to take the time to encourage...him and us!
Rene
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