Another collection of of forgotten skills or are they just wives tales. You tell me
A Mother's Wisdom:
- I grew up with 4 brothers and no sisters. I can remember as if yesterday my mother telling us if you crossed your eyes or made faces that your face would eventually grow that way.
- Or carrying my little brother on my hip all the time would make him bowlegged. ( He is by the way)
- That if you swallowed your chewing gum that you would eventually not be able to urinate because it would plug you up.
- knuckle cracking would cause your knuckles to be big or even cause arthritis.
- waiting 1 hour to swim or you would get cramps
- Or how about " A whistling girl and a crowing hen both will come to no good end"
A Mother's Cures:
- How did your mother remove ticks. Mine would smear some Vick's vaporub on them. She said it would smother them and they would fall off. Works for chiggers too. Or atleast it helps the itch. I swear my mother thought that stuff was a miracle of modern medicine.
- My mother swore my grandfather could remove warts. I guess he said some sort of prayer over them and they were gone? He died when I was young so I don't remember ever seeing this. A skill I definitely didn't inherit that I know of anyway.
- How did your mother cure fingernail biting. I grew up in South Louisiana and we cure everything with Hot Sauce. It worked and you eventually develop a taste for the stuff. Cussing too! That's why everyone there eats hot sauce.
- How did your mother treat bee stings? My mother would keep tobacco in the house and would make a paste of tobacco and spit. (ugh) My kids would run...just sayin. Then she would put it on the sting and leave it on for a couple minutes and then take it off. She swore it drew the stinger out.
- My mother cured boils with a paste made from peach leaves. She cooked them down and put them warm on a boil then covered with bandage. I have only had one in my life and it brought it to a head and popped it.
What was your mother's favorite story with a moral?
My mothers was the Little Red Hen!
Work ethic! Work ethic! Work ethic!
When you look in the fridge what is in there other than food. Let me see....
Energizer says:No, storage in a refrigerator or freezer is not required or recommended for batteries produced today. Cold temperature storage can in fact harm
batteries if condensation results in corroded contacts or label or seal damage due to extreme temperature storage. To maximize performance and
shelf life, store batteries at normal room temperatures (68°F to 78°F or 20°C to 25°C) with moderated humidity levels (35 to 65% RH).
Guess I'll take the batteries out of the fridge now!
Predicting the Sex of a baby?
Predicting the sex of a baby. I have seen people do this with many different objects from broom straws to weddings rings.
To predict the sex of a baby: Suspend a wedding band held by a piece of thread over the palm of the pregnant girl. If the ring swings in an oval or circular motion the baby will be a girl. If the ring swings in a straight line the baby will be a boy.
O Wise one was reading a periodical of some sort one time and they advertised a sex indicator for $5.00 plus shipping. He bit and ordered because at the time we were raising game birds and thought this would be useful. When he got it in he felt like a number one fool.
Yep it's a piece of string a wire nut and a piece of copper wire! But guess what it works! Really...we use it on our baby chickens and you would not believe how accurate it is. We think it has something to do with magnetic fields....
Did your mother wash on a certain Day?
They that wash on Monday,
Have all the week to dry.
They that wash on Tuesday,
Are not so much awry.
They that wash on Wednesday,
Are not so much to blame.
They that wash on Thursday,
Wash for shame.
They that wash on Friday,
Wash in need.
They that wash on Saturday,
Oh, they are slow indeed!'
Mine washed on Monday and we had red beans and rice every Monday.
Okay now it is your turn......let's hear your cure, mother's wisdom, story or wives tale.
And for heavens sake get those batteries out of the fridge!
Blessings from The Holler
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