The Broom

There are memories we all have of our childhood and as I look back through really old pictures of me (just had a birthday lately and I do feel old..lol) and I found one that brings back such good memories.  

In 1958, when I was 3 years old, my Mom was a Sunday School Teacher and I would go with her and spend the day.   My task, was to sweep up the class room when she was done.  I honestly think it was her way of keeping me busy and out of her way while she did her thing...lol.

In this picture, I am 3 and the broom is a big as I am.  I remember this and I smile big when I think of how I struggled with that broom and trying to hold it like my Mom showed me.   The only way I could accomplish that was to sweep the floor toward me.  All that dust was at my feet and that was not the way it was when my Mom did it...But I was determined and it was my job...lol

I apologize for the condition of the photo, but I just could not use any other remake or copy.  This is the original and it has a lot of meaning to me.  Good memories!!

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