tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948826710613032587.post8017187478043141484..comments2024-02-05T01:55:53.566-08:00Comments on Gently Mad: Mamma Never KnewSharon Wilfonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17466621290140789056noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948826710613032587.post-69629392253797066332009-07-30T17:41:58.773-07:002009-07-30T17:41:58.773-07:00Great story! Do tell more!! I know about the pla...Great story! Do tell more!! I know about the playing all day and then getting called in for supper -- and every child knew their own signal. Ours was a two tone whistle. Mom would whistle out the front door and then whistle out the back door and we'd better come from wherever we were!!<br />(This post is from my friend Karen who couldn't post it from her computer so she asked me to post it from mine.)Sharon Wilfonghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17466621290140789056noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948826710613032587.post-82587876339514665222009-07-29T19:51:28.058-07:002009-07-29T19:51:28.058-07:00That is hilarious. You hit the horse with a branc...That is hilarious. You hit the horse with a branch and lived to tell about it.<br /> The Bible says that the angels of children are always in the present of the Father. Now we know why most of us make it to adulthood.Sharon Wilfonghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17466621290140789056noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948826710613032587.post-9340503857944196242009-07-29T17:07:47.746-07:002009-07-29T17:07:47.746-07:00Sharon, you might be surprised to know that your s...Sharon, you might be surprised to know that your story is fairly close to one of my own. We kids also had so much freedom to come and go, and go, and go...sometimes miles away, seemingly without much concern from our parents. <br />I, too, went to a horse pasture a long bike ride from home with another horsey friend. We foolishly climbed aboard and the horse didn't buck..hardly moved..so we snapped off a low branch and hit the horse like a cowboy might. then we got bucked off. I landed on soft ground. my friend ended up with a concussion. it was very scarey,and God must have been protecting us because we somehow managed to get home. my friend didn't recognize anything but me during the ride home, so I had to keep her moving with a lot of talking. I think my parents did find out about this one, though. I know hers did.<br />bye the way, we didn't need to sprechen zie Deutch.<br />pwma Phttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09448574524355496216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948826710613032587.post-82324812810573042122009-07-29T10:54:28.033-07:002009-07-29T10:54:28.033-07:00Great story! We all have those childhood moments t...Great story! We all have those childhood moments that our parents never heard about. I love the part about faking German accents. When we're children, we feel like we can pull anything off! (Oh sure...be German...no problem!) Glad to hear you are enjoying horses again. <br /><br />DianeAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com