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Me and My Twin: Kit, Age Six
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Me and My Twin: Kit, Age Six |
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regards2you Member Elite
since 2002-10-01
Posts 3940California |
Sis came running, "NOW what is the matter?" Silver tinned leg, Kit looked even fatter. Though ten years older, Nan was than we two, Concealing her snicker was hard to do. Shrieking: "You're in big trouble, now girls!" We peeked through steel wool permanented curls. "How could you do this, you are both a mess!" Brown peanut butter smeared over Kit's blue dress. I was a sight, to my wrists, in goo. Giggling tears, though we were in a stew. The merriment echoed my sputter spit. I sleeve wiped chin, my happy face, lit! My arms encircling chubby Butter Ball, she the wide, I was the skinny and tall. We laughed so hard, I peed my ragged pants. She, foot to knee, in the peanut butter can. "I can't get it out," she chortled in glee. I was just dumbstruck, helpless as she. I pulled on her heartily as I could, she fell backwards, but her leg stuck good. We raced that day down the hall for storage. Bins of grains mama made into porridge. And, gallon and five-gallon tins of food, to feed and nourish our parent's brood. No one was home, cept big sister, that's true. We were bored, din't have nuthin' to do. Full speed, Kit's foot wedged at the door, her right leg flew up, I pushed, and she roared. The brown sticky lid flew to ceiling sky. How this happened? We'll never know why! I shoved ahead, but her foot went askew, in muck, like quicksand, aghast, were we two. Nancy, Fancy, Pansie, we often called her, accessed situation, though it was quite clear. "This isn't funny," her sternness stifled grins. Ha! Flat on her butt, Kit with peanut- buttered chin! I held the can, Nancy pulled her with a jerk. The suction noise heard, made us laugh and smirk. The hole sealed up, so quick it was amazing. This memory fades, but not completely hazy. We never told parents what we did that day. The three of us had a pact that stayed. Throughout our history it's never been told, except today, remembering the gold. Both are gone, but I have so many things, to recall of our past, the fondness it brings. Though we went through hell, there were good things, too. This is just one, my twin, Kit and I, knew. . . . ..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.. "Desiderata" [This message has been edited by regards2you (12-29-2002 04:30 AM).] |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
regards2you A delightful read, peanut butter and jelly is a favorite of mine.  |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
LOL at this one. A keeper, so I can read it again later when I fix a PBJ. ROTFL at the imagery. |
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regards2you Member Elite
since 2002-10-01
Posts 3940California |
Sy, Thanks for reading and am glad you found this delightful. I was having a PB sandwich and recalled this memory. It really happened! Kacy, Am glad you found this funny. I still do. Thanks for responding. smiling here.... Hugs to you both, Pat  ..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.. |
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Salty Senior Member
since 2002-11-23
Posts 669Texas |
Truth is better than fiction... funnier too. This sounds like an episode for a succesful sit com. Really enjoyed reading this. ~Salty In the Midst of movement and chaos, keep stillness inside of you. |
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regards2you Member Elite
since 2002-10-01
Posts 3940California |
Salty, Thanks, so glad you enjoyed. I am still trying to learn to write...um....originality, and descriptively...to 'see' what is happening... I laugh everytime I read this, but I was there and can picture it in my mind. So glad you can 'see' it, too. Appreciate you taking the time. Pat ..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.. "Desiderata" [This message has been edited by regards2you (12-29-2002 10:03 AM).] |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Pat Not only was this written with a smile, but also much love. What a wonderful memory! Makes me miss my sisters...the ones I never had. Only an older brother, and he was bad. Thanks for this...I truly enjoyed it. |
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garysgirl 
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Pat, this is absolutely wonderful. I'm looking forward to reading more of your adventures with your twin. I always wished that I had an identical twin so we could pretend we were each other. I had a couple of friends that did that with people. I always wished that I had a sister, too. I only have one brother and I am almost 6 years older than him. Thanks for sharing with us, Pat.... "Love makes the world go around" |
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NewEnglandlazurlu Member Rara Avis
since 2002-01-04
Posts 7470A Mountain Paradise |
Pat, you've outdone yourself with this one. Just fantastic. Growing up, my best friends were twins and they were such a hoot. Gosh, I haven't seen them in years and years. Funny how that happens. My sister is 5 years younger and growing up we never had anything in common. Thankfully now, we are great friends. Thanks for this, I really enjoyed reading it. Hugs, Marti |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
nice tribute to your sisters, sweet, childlike and innocent |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
this tickles me....thanks for sharing it |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Great tribute and a memory you'll cherish forever |
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darkling Member
since 2001-08-28
Posts 90altered state of mind |
mmm, peanut butter. not only does it stick to the roof of your mouth, it apparently attaches itself to other appendages as well. An entertaining read, thanks for writing. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
We peeked through steel wool permanented curls. ------------------------ now theres an image...and some old memories lol great story...wonderful recall set to rhyme. well done poetess Pat Will the wind remember the names it has blown in the past? |
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regards2you Member Elite
since 2002-10-01
Posts 3940California |
Marti, Sorry you've no sisters; actually, I had four and wasn't close to any, not even Kathy my twin...though there were some funny moments. We were completely opposite in nature, she extroverted and the love of our family, and I introverted, disliked more often than not....she, short and chubby to obese in adult life, bright, bright blue eyes, I developed into figure 8,(though not now!tsk) lovely green eyes to blue when mood change or clothes...really completely opposite, amazingly so....I always took care of her, I was the strong one...and sure they adopted me for I never fit into the family...mother a hard core alcoholic, mean, cruel caustic, in worse ways, (though sweet and loving when sober and oh, so remorseful,) to all family members, not just we twins, by time we were born; I always had attitude of no, this is not right, I think even before I could talk, Kathy (Kitten)was bubbly and went along with everything, I buffered her, I could not stand to see her suffer. I wasn't adopted, I was an incubator baby, less than five pounds at full term, she was physically stronger...she died three years ago this Christmas...week before.... sorry you have a "bad brother?"... Glad you enjoyed this, guess I was thinking of her this season... Ethel, Thanks. Don't know about more of our capers...weren't many that memory allows out....maybe though, who knows? there was the time the local German Sheppard dog, (really trained in europe and brought here for protection of its family, a neighbor) chased us down the road and I skinny, wiry climbed the telephone pole with no things to grab hold of, (spikes?) I am sure I looked like a local monkey, and she, a few steps behind, me and 20 lbs. heavier, couldn't climb a pole to save her butt, which did get bitten....tsk!.....I still react to large dogs...they smell fear no matter how friendly...I have a hard time controlling that fear with new dogs, til they know me.... Thanks for reading.... Marti, InkedGoddess, thanks. Dixie, glad I made you smile... Hoot owl rn, Yes, I do cherish it... Darkling, glad you read, Thanks... Janet... Yes, though a memory I am "trying" to develop originally when writing and we were from the era of 'home permanents', that was when if the smell of ammonia didn't kill ya or, blind ya, it almost did your hair, of course with mothers drinking, no doubt the setting time was a little delayed, but, 'fried hair' seemed (like steel wool, the likes of which you could not get a comb through), to be the style of our childhood... Thanks for taking time to read and comment, it means a lot to me. Hugs to all, Pat ..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.. |
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