This past Saturday morning I participated in something I haven't really done since elementary school, "Show and Tell."
It was a delightful 2 hours spent in a coffee shop seated with a table of strangers brought together by my friend Sue, a historian, who obviously knows everybody has a story.
This group of retired teachers, writers, librarian, school secretary and archivist shared mostly family stories sometimes accompanied by a personal memento. Items that evoked memories included a bottle opener, rosary, doll, glasses,rotary dial telephone, gourd pot, mandolin, gold Coca Cola bottle, bandana, Arabia dishware and of course photos. With each touching story we learned a little bit about its owner and by the end of the 2 hours we really weren't strangers anymore.
Show and Tell's success insured it becoming a monthly event. It was so well received that both the Historic Society and the Storyteller Guild might both like to make recordings of individual stories. Sue's even going to be busy applying for a grant to record people's personal stories in this same format at the upcoming Storyteller's Festival.
*Without permission I didn't think it proper to share any individual's story. But here's a link to a song that a 6 yr old shared the last time at a Show and Tell at school, almost sixty years later we all agreed who shouldn't have been sent home for singing this ditty... Admiral's Daughter by Ruth Wallis. What do you think?
*Without permission I didn't think it proper to share any individual's story. But here's a link to a song that a 6 yr old shared the last time at a Show and Tell at school, almost sixty years later we all agreed who shouldn't have been sent home for singing this ditty... Admiral's Daughter by Ruth Wallis. What do you think?
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