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Lessons from the kitchen
LESSONS WE ALL MUST LEARN
some learn in the classroom some learn on the street I learned in the kitchen. In kitchens my moms,my sisters,my Granny's were ever there is food there is charter.You learn things like clean a wine glass and how to clean your face side by side.Something you pick up on more then learn things like,cruising,how to flirt,and things your friends mom was doing when there dad weren't around.Things that they swear you learned from the TV or at the school bathroom.not in the kitchen. You can deal the difference between the kitchen I grow up in.In my Granny's I was far more quit in and I sat in a moral uncomfortably .I learned at I young age the my granny was far from p.c.I was very loud in my moms kitchen shes a hippie with an AARP card. My sisters kitchen was more open a kitchen were there was not a lot of cooking going on it was mostly talking until the microwave went off.All of then close to my hart. All of the lesson still in my head.
MOMS KITCHEN
my moms kitchen was filled with noise songs about anti-war and drug hazes. When Luise in the sky with diamonds came on she would say,"this song is about LSD." Then she would look at me and say,"Do you know what drugs are?"Then the safest answer was, "I think they talked about it in school" When songs all draft dodger came one I heard the some story over and over again. She would look down and say,"the war can be debated what happened in Kent was wrong." My moms favorite thing to do use speak German to me when I was in here kitchen. She was from German heritage and grow-up in a German town,but when she mate my dad,an Irish Catholic she stopped speaking it and when he moved the family to Jacksonville for a fishing job and wasn't spoken to her ether and her mind let it leave. Then when I was in school I took it as my foreign language credit and I brought it back into the kitchen.she would say things like, "was ist los?"then "I would say nothing' I over slept and need coffee." Then she would look at me and I would smile and say,"können Sie, mir eine Kaffeetasse bitte passieren?"She looked so happy passing my those cups every morning.I didn't like speaking it outside the house I spoke the German language at a Yankee speed with a southern accent. I am thou and thou am American.
GRANNYS KITCHEN
My granny, my dads mom. Someone who I think still hasn't forgiven me for leaving the church.Things like politics,religion,and what it is to be an American there was a generation gap.I for example didn't mind having to ask for an English menu,when the waiter asked I would say English with little worry knowing just enough Spanish to order food if they were out. On the other hand my granny would say things like, "I am in Florida which is still in America,right?"There were times that the gaps were filled times were in know all she wanted was to say how proud was for me the woman i was becoming you could see it in her face I never understand why she never said it. Most likely the same reason why i never told her that the things i see in buy self my scents of loyalty and my inner strength i got from her
SISTERS KITCHEN
My sisters kitchen was much more laid back I learned things like how to skip school and shop on line. Nothing was off limits we talk about school and work and boys and money.I learned things like the real reason why my family move here and why my mom and dad didn't move back after they retired.We talked about things that we know would never happen like backpacking thou Europe and writing a book.Her kitchen has changed the most I was once the person that she would kid out because I would mess things up when i was trying to "help"the why that your little siblings do.then as a teenager her apartment was a refuge from parents.Now the finial tide is coming in hopefully in time my sister will see me as a peer someone that she can respect and look to as an equal.
Over the years have come to understand that the kitchen is not only the place you put the dirty dishes it is the only place that some feel they can put out there dirty laundry.Ask any realtor and they will tall you that most homes are sold because the buyer liked the kitchen. This is because when we walk in a kitchen we don't see a stove or smell the meal to come we feel the love and hear the stories that could be told space the traditions that may be passed. Its not a girl thing its not a southern thing it just is.Somethings just are one more thing I learned in the kitchen.
Megan R Chapman
Thanks for reading I never do this and I never will again I promise. I just wanted to see if I could do it.