Day 5 of the March Slice of Life, the daily writing challenge hosted at “Two Writing Teachers”. Well over 200 are taking part.
While at the library yesterday picking up my reserved books, I did some picture book reading. I have joined ReFoReMo – Reading for Research Month – a study of picture book throughout March.I want to improve as a picture book writer and ReFoReMo is a great learning tool.
One picture book really intrigued me. The grandfather in “The Matchbox Diary” (written by Paul Fleischman and illustrated by Bagram Ibatoulline) tells his young granddaughter aabout his life through the small objects he has saved in matchboxes.(here is a link to a teacher’s guid for a study of the book)
It got me thinking about the objects I have saved in a small tub that sits on the top shelf in my closet. I took it down and looked through the photos, items and small mementos that I have saved. There were stories for each and I spent a while going through the tub.
Here are some of my favourites.
Envelopes of teeth from my children. I still have several of those. I was struck in particular by one envelope – my daughter had written she believes in the tooth fairy.
3 small photos of my children – 20 year old at least. So precious.
A medal of my father’s. He was only 17 when he signed up and joined the navy. He was injured as well but survived.He never spoke much about his service and in fact I did not know about his medals until after he died, at the young age of 49.
Beaded hair piece from the NWT. I went north for my first teaching job and loved it there. My oldest was born in Inuvik and I spent 3 years teaching there. An experience I have never forgotten.
Cards from my husband and my daughter. I save these. Recently, my brother sent me a few things of my mother’s and one was a card I gave her when I was 7 or 8. My mother obviously did the same thing!
Yes I am a collector, but I have tried to contain it. These are special to me and certainly have a story to tell.
What would your `Matchboxes`hold ?