Good Wednesday-Friday Fictioneers Day, my Peeps! This lovely photo by Fatima Fakir Deria brought to mind my beloved late grandmother, Noëlla, who also happened to be my godmother. She was definitely my hero and how she managed to do what she did always amazed me. So many stories told, and quite matter-of-factly. She just did what she had to do. I am very proud to say I inherited that from her.
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Tell Me a Story, Mémère
It was a perfect day to accompany her grandmother outside for a stroll.
“How about we sit here in the shade, Mémère?”
“Looks like the perfect spot, Suzie.”
“Please, tell me some of your stories of how you managed to survive with six kids, living in the woods, with barely nothing.”
“Aren’t you tired of hearing them?”
“Not even close. I want to record you so I can write them into a book. Would you like that?”
“Silly girl, I’m just ordinary.”
“Au contraire, Mémère. You are my hero. You were way ahead of your time.”
“Hmmm… Where to start….”
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Sadly, I never got around to recording her stories. She died in 2009, at age 92, three months’ shy of her 93rd birthday
Story telling like that is extremely important. The past should be kept alive through folklore. The only other Noella I’ve ever heard of was a nun who was an assistant principal at me high school
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Indeed. I have two regrets…not writing down her stores, nor my father’s. She was a warrior.
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well maybe you could write what you know and visit other family members to see what they know ?
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That’s my plan… 🙂
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As you said, ahead of her time. A strong vibrant woman, capable and strong. What a delight to have known her.
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The things she did… she was so resilient. It was a privilege to be her granddaughter.
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What a delight. My gram had the best sense of humour, the bluest eyes, and not even 5’2 so the song didn’t apply lol. I adored her.
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Sweet!
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Did she really survive in the woods with barely anything? Sounds like the opening to a fairytale. Sadly, many of us don’t think to ask about the stories until it’s too late, myself included. What an amazing sounding lady she was. Lovely tale Dale
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She did. Water frozen in the kettle in the morning, and all… She was most amazing.
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Sounds like an amazing lady to talk to
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She was. And so humble about everything she managed to accomplish and the tough stuff she had to do…
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By how much willl the future change if we don’t capture the stories of the past?
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Good question. But it would be nice to pass on the stories to generations future. Now I must rely on my mother and aunt to fill in the blanks. 2 out of 8 left…
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I think it’s very important
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I do to.
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Aw, hope you’re writing down the ones you remember. Such a tender story.
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Thank you, Karen. I really have to sit down with my mother and aunt… however, any stories will be altered as memories being what they are… still. Better than nothing, right?
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Ha, you got that right. Everything’s a flavor of fiction by the time we’re done with it. To hear my mother and sister’s versions of things, I wonder if they lived in the same house.
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I know, right? Same with me and my sisters.
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Grandparents are such special people.
Love the bond.
Beautiful story, Dale. Thanks for sharing.
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They are indeed. Thank you so much for reading, Moon.
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I LOVE it! I’m writing a book of my parents and grandparents and I love their stories. :o)
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Thank, Lori! So very glad you are… I missed the boat on both Mémère and Dad…
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Heroes come in all shapes and sizes. Lovely memoir.
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That they do, Iain. Thank you.
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I was lucky enough to get my late Mother to talk about her past when she was near the end of her life. Sharing our stories is so important even when the versions differ! Your story actually evoked lovely memories.
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So very glad it did. And though I heard so many of the stories, I so wish I had jotted them down with her present.
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it’s great that you Mémère is your hero 🙂 Sorry you didn’t get to record any of her stories. But I’m sure many do live on in your head.
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They do. And before it’s too late, I’ll be sitting down with my mom and aunt!
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Dear Dale,
I hope you remember enough stories to get head start on writing them down. You do come by that iron backbone honestly. Wonderfully told snippet. Love it!
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
Me too! I’ll start anyway 😊
I like to think she gave it to me.
So glad you enjoyed!
Lotsa love,
Dale
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This is so sweet. When my grandmother died, so many stories were lost. I mourn them still.
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I hope not “sicky” sweet 😉. Too often that happens…
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I did a Story Corp interview with my mother when she was 90. It was amazing. I learned a lot of things in 45 minutes that I’d never heard before. Story Corp sends one copy to the Library of Congress and another to a local museam. I made CDs for the rest of my family. Mom’s been gone over 5 years now, but I can play the CD and hear her sweet voice.
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Dang….lucky you! I’m so mad at myself!
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Le sigh! I’m of loosing the past, too!
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Bummer…
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A touching memory … thanks for sharing. My heart continue to be touched by those memories.
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Thank you, dear Frank. For reading and being so sweet.
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🙂
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Q,
But you ARE recording her, in the strolls and quiet conversations. In the simple moments, you introduce us to Memere. Who she was, the life she lived, and the imprint it left on so many.
You’ve hit on the gift every writer is bestowed, and that is the ability to be a guide for the reader. To take us on a journey back in time, to people and places and things that shaped and inspired all the many people, places and things that came after.
In 100 words, you gave us a stroll with Memere. Quelle merveille!
Peace and love
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My Dear B,
You are most kind and generous. I daresay, I just gave you a mere glimpse of the fabulous woman she was. Maybe I shall have to explore further.
Thank you. I am beyond chuffed that you think so!
Elle était merveilleuse 😉
Peace, Love and Memories.
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I think so, very much so.
And a big ‘si senora’ to more of these memories! That would be divine. It’s your wheelhouse really. Writers always need to find their preferred spot, and you have, I think. With stories such as this one. Yes!
Chuffed is a good word too! You have so many of them!
Peace and more beautiful stories
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Alrighty then… ‘Twould appear between Mick, my father and my grandmother, I shall have my work cut out for me. It is my wheelhouse. Gracias!
I do, don’t I? It’s all the reading I do. I pick up on the words that resonate with me.
Write on, Write on…
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Yes, you have quite the trio of inspiration with which to unleash your passionate pen. And it will be OUR honor and gift, to read and to learn and to just plain marvel at it.
Blessings to things that resonate. Because they are . . blessings.
Write on sistah!
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I do indeed, don’t I? Passionate pen, eh? I’ll take it. And the honour will be all mine for any who will take the time to read the stories.
Blessings, each and every one. Agreed.
Ya baby!
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Passionate pen, yep. You are guilty as charged, so don’t fight the charges, lol.
Blessings right back atcha!
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I won’t! 🙂
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Good . . cause I am a nudge too. 🙂
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I’m counting on it. 😊😎
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No nudge song accompaniment. I’m losing my touch!
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Beautiful Dale. Aural story tellers are I fear a dying breed and it is a shame that you didn’t record them. I have some regrets like that myself. I’ll bet though many of the stories have stayed with you and you will have told them to your children. How wonderful to be able to say your grandmother was your hero. Loved this story and also the photo – she looks like she is thinking of the stories to tell you.
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Thank you, Irene. I am so mad at myself. You always think you have time and next thing you know, it’s too late. They at least got to know her a bit, they were 10 and 11 when she passed but still.
She definitely was.
I was trying to find one of her and I have so many photos to go through, I still would not have posted!!
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Glad your kids actually got to know her to an age that they will probably remember.
I know that feeling with photos Dale.
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You don’t realise the vast wealth of family history that you will no longer have access to when they go. She seems like a lovely person.
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So true. The songs that were sung… as the older ones die off, more and more verses are lost too! We joke around that we are down to the chorus in many…
She truly was.
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Beautifully written Dale. So many stories die untold.
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Thank you, Keith. So true. In many families, I am sure.
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That sounds like quite a life. Very sweet 🙂
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I’ve not even touched the tip of the iceberg. I better get on the ones I do remember before they too are gone!
Thank you, Ali.
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You have just brought me back to when I would sit and talk with my dear nonna..she died just shy of her 94th birthday. What wonderful memories I have of her..thank you for the sweet flashback! 🙂
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Aww… so cool, Gi. Very glad I brought you back there. xoxo
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Your grandmother sounds like an amazing woman. I can visualize her when you say you are like her. I think whenever you write her stories they will valuable to you, as well as to your sons, their wives and your future grandchildren.
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She truly was, Ina. I must have inherited her strength to push forward. The woman lost all three of her sons, (16, 32, 54) all to accidents, and still had a zest for life and a song to sing.
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What an amazing and strong woman she would have been. 🙂
Grand parents have so many stories to tell but so many are left unsaid.
Your story reminded me of a well spent time with my grandma.
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She was indeed.
And they do. All we have to do is ask them.😊
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Quick, write down everything you remember!
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Seriously!!
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This is beautiful. I’m sure your grandmother would be very proud.
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Thank you so much, LisaRey. I like to think so!
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I am the family “historian.” About five years ago I sat down with my parents and asked them questions my sisters and I had thought of: Where were you born? Did you like your parents? Where did you meet? Why did you dislike your sister? (This was never answered.) Miles of questions. They answered them, I typed them up and had them review and correct the answers. It was delightful. As you can see, your story reminds me of those times, sitting in the backyard in Denver, CO, listening to birds and the sounds of my parents’ voices. Thank you.
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So fabulous that you have done that. Kudos to you. I shall have to play catch up with those that are left.
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I like life stories Dale. Thanks for sharing your grandmother with us. Your stories can be so tender. Yes, you do have Noëlla in you.
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Thank you, Dan. What a lovely thing to say. I’m very touched.
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Mémère. Humble and humbling. Sweet tea in one hand, strong coffee in the other. One has no choice but to survive, your right, your right, your right. Many a physiologist stands on the mountain top looking down on the women of the village stirring the rice pot over the fire in the valley below. And wonders what drives them to keep going. Sagacious Mémère -wisdom through living and surviving, and they come through intact, happy and content. These new Millenniums haven’t a clue.
Happy Easter and shtufffs.
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Was going down my list and somehow my response to you has done “distappeared”.
She definitely survived, and thrived.
And yes, when one looks down and sees what’s going on, one knows it’s the women-folk who have kept it all together.
I like to hope the Milleniums will learn but feel, like you, they have no friggen idea.
Hope you are enjoying your Easter getaway!
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Might be a good time for a depression era film to be produce for the Millenniums to munch on. Or hopefully they read up on Maude after see the film of same name.
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Some might…. right?
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Awwwe, that was such a sweet slice of your life and memories Dale. Such a great pity that you couldn’t record her memories. I used to keep telling myself that one day, I would record my grandmother’s stories of her migration from Burma as a child, and then from Pakistan to India as a mother of three children. But sadly, I kept putting it off, and now, her memory is almost all gone.
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Thank you, Anurag.
If it’s not death, it’s sickness. We should so not put off such things. Maybe You can still get some memories from her. After all, it’s the old memories that stay the longest…
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Oh gosh. She sounded marvellous Dale. I’m so sorry renewed for your loss. It sounds like you spent some wonderful days with her. What fabulous memories
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Thsnk you, Laurie. We spent many soecial moments. Will have to dig! 😁
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When we are children, we have an insatiable desire for family stories, and we’ll listen over and over again. Your memere must have been very special, Dale.
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So true. And one like a to think that everyone has that special grandparent who told stories…
She was indeed.
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But Dale, she lives on daily, in your thoughts, your heart, your tales…. That surely must be/can be, enough!
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It has to be…
Thanks so much.
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Oh yes, how I can relate, and how I wish I had recorded all the stories my grandmother and parents told. But back when I was young, I was bored, same old stories. Later, when I had learned to listen, it was too late… Memories is all we have. Great reminder to value these stories, Dale. And to write them down.
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I feel you, Gabriele! Our timinig is sometimes way off…
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It’s funny how that works, eh, Gabriele? When we can, we don’t, when we want to, we can’t.
And yes, it’s never too late to jot down our memories of the stories we heard…
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She must have had many a tale stored with her. How sad.
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Big time! She was the best…
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Awww
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You captured the natural curiosity for stories of our life. Nicely done.
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Thank you, James. So glad you enjoyed.
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Beautifully told. And a nice memory jogger.
I remember sitting down with a tape recorder and asking my grandmother to realate some of her stories. She huffed and dried up on me! Their memories were so good. I can remember some of the tales but there were so many and so enthralling. I love hearing older peoples stories. 🙂
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Thank you.
Lucky you… what do you mean, she dried up on you?
It is indeed lovely to hear other people’s stories. I love it.
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I love the feeling of appreciation – esp with this “Not even close…”
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Thanks. I so wanted that to come across.
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😊
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A beautiful and tender tribute, and good to read about a youngster interested in an elder’s stories and life.
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Thank you, Sarah Ann. So very happy you enjoyed.
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Makes me regret not nagging them for more stories from their childhood. I’ll make sure not to spare my mum that! A warm happy tale with a great message Dale.
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Yeah. Don’t spare her one moment! Get all you can while you can.
Thanks, Dahlia.
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I was never really that close with any of my grandparents, with two of them having passed away before I was born, and one overseas most of my life. However they do have stories of the most amazing courage and grit, thats for sure!
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Well… you can’t very well be blamed for not hearing the stories from them!
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Ha! Not directly, no. But retold by my own parents. And from the two grandparents who were still alive.
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Sounds like the two of you were very close. Lovely take on the prompt!
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Merci! We were indeed.
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🙂
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I found you! 😊 I was trying to comment at lunch today, and searching in the Inlinx link for your smiling face on my iPhone. Too much for my grandma eyes. Anyway, I loved your tender story and the lesson to record our family stories before it’s too late.
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Woo hoo! I admit it wasn’t fair to put a picture of my grandmother (not even the one in the story! I realised it after that I’m in my father’s mother’s arms… LOL Shhh… don’t tell anyone…) Anyway. I am so very glad you enjoyed my story, Jan
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You tell the story in such a tender and loving way- your esteem of Memere shines through. She lives on through your cherished memories of her, I think.
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Thank you. So very kind of you to say.
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