Here is my FOO. These are my parents. The photos were taken in the springtime of their lives, over 60 years ago.
From my FOO I learned many things - not least of which was how to 'be a good girl' according to the standards of 1950's protestant ethics and mores.
I would love to be able to say that I learned a love of words and writing through my FOO, and maybe that passion has flowed on down from my grandmother (see My Grandmother post of Feb 2nd), through my father who, in his retirement, has derived great pleasure from penning his salty adventures. He ran away to sea at the age of sixteen and joined the American Merchant Navy - but that is another story.
Unfortunately the reality was that there were few books in my home - a couple of volumes of the 'Bobsy Twins' and a few other pieces of fiction with strong moral proclivities that I had won in Sunday School, and a copy of 'Robin Hood' that was presented to me one year at the Christmas party given by my father's firm. The gift purchasers must have been confused as to the gender of my name.
So when I think, without being too philosophical and long winded, of three things that I have learned from my FOO I have come up with this:
From my FOO I have learned:
- The importance of family
- That your values give you steering and direction
- And that hard work has many rewards.
What three things did you learn from your FOO?
* 'The Good Little Girl' comes from the delightful collection of A.A.Milne poems.
I superimposed a masking tape transfer of a photo of me as a child over the original image on the 'Good Little Girl' page.