I love Christmas! The time when the whole world lights up and celebrates the birth of our Savior, Jesus Christ. They may not know that's what they are doing but, in my heart, that IS what they are doing! Christmas music is everywhere..."Deck the halls with balls of holly...Joy to the world the Lord is come!" The department stores are full of people scurry here and there trying to find just the right gift for that special person...spending too much money...but, somehow, it's okay. It's Christmas, the one time of the year when the world puts a little self aside and rejoices in others. I love that!
Of course, for me, I love the story of the birth, the shepherds, the Kings, the Angels and the star. I love special cantata's performed at the church around the block. Going to midnight church services on Christmas eve. Directing our church Christmas plays, making me even busier at the busiest time of the year. Going caroling from door to door at the homes of our church shut-ins. Setting aside a special offering just for missions at Christmas. I do love Christmas!
I love the whimsical side of Christmas too. The thought of Santa Claus really coming to town, whether it be by helicopter, sleigh, float or firetruck, excites me every year. I love giving presents at Christmas, choosing each and every one especially for that person I hold dear. I do not take giving presents lightly. I spend hours shopping for just the right one.
But I suppose my favorite personal thing about Christmas is decorating for the holiday. Every year taking out those decorations is like meeting an old friend again. Memories flood my soul of kinder times and a slower life. I can't tell you about a gift that I received as a child at Christmas but I can tell you about playing under the Christmas tree at my granny's house. Under Granny's tree was magical. There was a village there with horse drawn sleighs, wishing wells, tiny little snowmen, a milkmaid crossing a bridge, the mailman rushing from house to house, skiers and sledders but, my favorite, were the skaters on the mirror pond. I would lie under that tree and play for hours. Granny never objected to any of her grandchildren playing with the magic under her tree. She would watch me and smile as I skated my skaters across the pond. Now today I watch as my own dear grandchildren play with the village under the tree and, as I watch them, I am once again taken back to that slower, kinder time when I looked up to see my granny smile. That is truly my favorite thing at Christmas.
Monday, December 8, 2008
FAVORITE THINGS AT CHRISTMAS
This is one of the most wonderful gifts I have ever received at Christmas. It was given to me by Anne Busse and Betty Ling. Betty is the most creative person I have ever known. She made the entire thing. St. Nick stands about 3 foot and holds a bag full of goodies in his hand. Each part of St. Nick is a reminder of a story connected to the Mountain Women. He is wearing a mink cape that once belonged to my granny(given to her by her oldest daughter...she was so proud when she wore it) The Teddy Bear represents me(I love Teddy's) The clown beside the bear stands for Anne, who is, not only a storyteller and animal groomer, but also a professional clown. He wears a turtle pin to remind us of the story "The Goofs". A patchwork cloak representing "The Patchwork Coat". A bag of peppermint candy sticks representing the story "Selfish". A basket with an egg in it..."Hole in the Basket". And a candle for "Twist Mouth". Now you know the rest of the story.
FAVORTIE THINGS AT CHRISTMAS
FAVORITE THINGS AT CHRISTMAS
When my Aunt Libby was alive she collected Santa Clauses. This is her collection. Some of her Santa's were very expensive, like the White Lenox one, some where gifts from good friends and some where "cheapies" that she just liked the looks of. There were many more on the Christmas tree. She had such a good eye for decor, something I have never been much good at. Memories of her will always be one of my favorite things of Christmas.
FAVORITE THINGS AT CHRISTMAS
I made this cookie jar in 1977. Every Christmas I would make Peanutbutter cookies and my mother in law would bake her famous Chocolate Chip ones and we would fill it up. My boys loved their mamaw's Chocolate Chip cookies. They always disappeared first. Is there anything better than the smell of cookies baking in the oven?
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Tamarack Tellebration 2008
The Sat. before Thanksgiving, of each year, is earmarked as "Tellebration". All over the world Storytellers are gathered together to tell stories. The concerts are usually free and open to the public. It is a truly delightful event for the audience and the tellers. This year I was honored to participate in, not one, but two Tellebrations. The first was held at Tamarack in Beckley, WV and the second in Middleport, OH. This is a picture of the gang at Tamarck. That's The Queen of WV Storytelling, Karen Vuranch on your left (40 pounds lighter, I might add), Sara Martin (a brand spankin' new teller who did an excellent job!) my buddy and boot kicker, Danny McMillion(and she's worth every cent of it too), 'course that's me on the end, and that's Jodi French behind us. Jodi is the one who started Tellebration in WV. She and Sara are both Park Rangers. They are both delightful women...plus most of our crowd was their folks!
Middleport Tellebration 2008
Bissie Vunderink of Ashland, OH
Bizzie Vunderink started off the Middleport
Tellebrations with a Native American Spook tale.
She was followed by Mike Neeley, of Little Hocking
Oh, with a big snake tale...that was spooky to me!
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Middleport Tellebration 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
When I was a little girl my granny would take me on trips to visit my Aunt Dollie in Seaford, Delaware. We went every year, mostly in the summer but sometimes in the spring. This is a picture of me and Granny standing on the steps of the ferry we rode across the Chesapeake Bay. It was a wonderful trip each year. First we would board a train in Charleston, at the old Depot, and ride it through the hills and valleys of our beautiful state. The clickety-clack sound of the railroad made me want to curl up against Granny and sleep. The bathrooms were an adventure for me and Granny with their pull down potties and push button sinks. I remember that we always had a stop in White Sulphur and, from the look of their depot, I was sure it was a fairyland little town.
The train would take us to Washington, DC where Granny would "Hail" a taxi to drive us to the Greyhound Bus terminal. Once there we boarded a bus for Seaford. I think the bus trip was about 3 hours so, after the first hour, the bus would make a "rest' stop at a place called "The Windmill" right before the Bay(there were no bathrooms on buses back then so rest stops were necessary). The Windmill was a roadside restaurant that was shaped like a windmill. I thought it was fascinating. Inside the Windmill there were games called Slot machines. You put a nickle in, pulled down the lever and watched as the fruit pictures spun around and finally came to a halt. You hoped that all three of your fruit matched so that you could win some money. Ah, yes, my friends, it was gambling and gambling was illegal in the state of West Virginia, but apparently, not in Virginia. My Granny loved to play those slot machines. She would try 5 times and no more. She almost always won and she would say to me, "Maybe we shouldn't tell anybody that we played these machines" and I never did.
When we got to the Bay, we would unboard the bus and, the bus and us, would board the ferryboat. It took us across the Bay. That was long before the bridge was built. Once across, we reboarded the bus and finally arrived in Seaford. It was a wonderful adventure. Oh, how I loved my Granny.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Kanawha County Public Library Book Festival 2008
Granny Sue Holstein
KANAWHA COUNTY LIBRARY BOOK FESTIVAL
Every year The West Virginia Storytelling Guild is honored to be a part of the Kanawha County Library Book Festival...thanks mostly to Susanna Holstein. This is a photo of our booth. We had a great location at the very front of the room.
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KCL Book Festival...WVSG Booth
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
FUN IN JONESBOROUGH
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Mama's exciting new CD...Katie's Girls'
My grandmother, Katie Miller, raised 8 girls and 1 boy all alone after my grandfather was killed in a mining accident. Katie's Girl's is a compulation of true stories about their struggles, their joys, their heartaches and their love for one another. If you wish to purchase "Katie's Girl's" you may do so calling 304-768-5558 or sending $12 to Mama Whaples, 306 17th Street, Dunbar, WV 25064. Or you may just notify me in the comment section of this blog.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Sara Mae
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
WHERE WE'LL BE THIS FALL
SEPTEMBER 20TH...FROSTBURG STATE UNIVERSITY APPALACHIAN FESTIVAL
SEPTEMBER 24TH...DUNBAR CHURCH OF GOD...MAMA
SEPTEMBER 27TH...MOUNTAINEER FIELD AT THE MARSHALL GAME
OCTOBER 3&4...NATIONAL STORYTELLING FESTIVAL...JONESBOROUGH, TN.
OCTOBER 11 & 12...KANAWHA COUNTY LIBRARY BOOK FESTIVAL...CHARLESTON
OCOTBER 23...MOUNTAINEER FIELD AT THE AUBURN GAME...LET'S GOOOOOOOOOO!
NOVEMBER 8TH...MOUNTAINEER FIELD AT THE CINCINNATI GAME.
NOVEMBER 22ND...TELEBRATION AT TAMARAC
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