The winter ends, the nature wakes up with the arrival of spring. As it delight your mind, realize your true reality and agree to ask the real questions:
Who am I? Where I come from? Where am I going?
It is at the mother's lap that the child learns the art of living; so also it is Nature that teaches man how to succeed in the hard struggle and win supreme peace. Break the laws of Nature and she boxes you in the ear; obey her commands and listen to Her warnings and She will pass on to you your heritage of immortality. That is to say, have the Lord as your Guide and Guardian and adhere to the rules of righetousness. Let the dull-witted man hug his delusion that happiness and peace can be secured through slavery to the senses. Those who know that the world is a mixture of truth and falsehood, and therefore a big conundrum or false, will leave off the outer attractions and concentrate on the inner joy of attachment to God.
The month of March grand’mothers are in the spotlight. In memory of grand’mothers of grand’mothers present we offer them this story.
Do you remember your grandmother's apron?
The main usage of Grand'Mère's apron was to protect the dress underneath, but in addition to that, it served as a mit to withdraw food from burning stove, and it was wonderful to wipe the tears of children, and on some occasions to clean dirty little faces.
From the henhouse, the apron was used for carrying eggs, chicks to resuscitate, and sometimes cracked eggs which ended in the stove.
When visitors arrived, the apron was a shelter for shy children , and when the weather was cool, Grand'Mère would stuff her arms in it.
The good old apron would serve as bellows to kick up flames in a wood fire. It carried potatoes and dry wood into the kitchen.
From the garden, it served as a basket for many vegetables.
After the peas had been harvested to gather a few cabbages.
At the end of the season it picked apples fallen from the tree.
When visitors arrive unexpectedly, it was surprising to see how quickly that old apron could dust.
To serve the meal, Grandmother went on the porch waving her apron, and men in the field knew immediately that they had to sit down to eat.
Grandmother also used to put the apple pie just out of the oven on the windowsill to cool it, whereas nowadays, her little girl puts it there to defrost.
It will take many years before someone invents an object that might replace this old apron used for so many things.
Send it to those who know and appreciate that the history of the apron Grandma
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