MONDAY – WASH DAY

washboard1

Mom calls with a shout

Come help twist the water out

My Monday duty!

 

Ronovan  writes haiku #140 twist and shout

 

 

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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4 Responses to MONDAY – WASH DAY

  1. BettieG says:

    Love your Haiku! You captured the washday scene perfectly!

    • oneta hayes says:

      Thanks for visiting, BettieG. I went over to see you also. Enjoyed your haiku also, but I could not see how to leave a comment there. Come see me again sometime.

  2. Faye says:

    wringer with a turn handle. Remember? It used to fly off the roller – more time spent putting it back than if we wrung the whole by hand. Cheers!

    • oneta hayes says:

      I do remember the wringer with the turn handle. I don’t remember it flying off, but I see how it could happen. Didn’t they just attach to the side of the tub at first. I don’t think we had one of those. The first I remember was actually built onto the tub. Guess that kind would not fly off. I remember twisting out water that was pretty hot for my hands. Of course, I guess mom had scrubbed the clothes in the hot water. I never had to work very hard in that kind of way. Actually if I was twisting out the water, it was probably because I wanted to play in it!

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