fredag 29. april 2011

Measuring device with a history

We keep this item at the cabin
we use it all the time
This item has a history:
My mother, she was born one month before
the second world war came to Norway.
Norway was invaded 9th of April 1940,
she was 3 weeks old
and her family fled the capital to live with her grandparents
in another town.
This kitchen utensil was held by her little hand
5 years later
Norway still paralyzed by war
she fetched soup in it, Swedish soup,
this soup was made of oats
and given out to the hungry children
innocently struck by
When I hold this item in my hand
I sometimes think of my mothers little hand
holding it
not spilling a drop of her treasurable soup

6 kommentarer:

Mona sa...

Anette, det var nydelig og riktig fortalt. Jeg får blanke øyne og minnes. Suppen var så god, med innslag av maltekstrakt. Hilsen Mama

Mona sa...

gratulerer med dagen, tenk 19 år. Ikke verst!
(Hvorfor blir det så rart språk i disse kommentarene ? ) Hilsen Mama

monica sa...

bless you all - wonderful story

doggybloggy sa...

to say that is a beautiful story is not giving enough credit to how beautiful the story actually is.

Marjie sa...

It's nice to have such a nice story to go with an item no one might notice.

Marina sa...

What a treasure!!! I keep a spoon from the second world war! It was my grandmother's. It reminds me of her and the difficult days she had as a mother of four young children and a wife of a captive!