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Carol Perkins: The summer of 2016 for Eme & Laura

Granddaughter and her new Metcalfe County friend take writer back to childhood days of being eleven, and the power and exhilaration of imagination
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By Carol Perkins

Eme, our eleven-year-old granddaughter, spent a week with us without her brothers. She and I had a wonderful time doing "girlie" things, but I also introduced her to a young lady her same age (born on the same day) and they became great friends. Watching them took me back to the days of playing with my cousin. Nobody could pretend as long during a day as we could.



My basement is a haven for anyone who wants to pretend or create, so the girls took advantage of every inch of it. They discovered prom dresses and other fancy dresses left over from my thrift store days. Also hanging with those dresses were two fur coats that belonged to my friend Connie's mother. Guy and I could hear the giggling coming from downstairs and loved having laughter of young people in the house.

Shortly, the girls came clomping up the steps, dressed to the nine's. They were wearing high heels, flowing formal gowns, and those fur coats (one was actually an Alpaca). Not only did they know how to work their attire, they knew how to pose for pictures like they were on Project Runway! "You girls look like models," Guy said as we both marveled at how grown-up they looked. Off they went to create a restaurant.

They later summoned me to the basement to be a customer. Not having "real" food, they drew salads, steaks, potatoes, and soup with markers on paper plates they found. How clever! They covered a table with a piece of material, found an artificial plant to put in the middle, and pretended to pour tea. Obviously, both girls had dined out many times.

I thought they had finished with their dining adventure, but when I heard them scrambling in the kitchen, I knew they were up to something. This time,when I was called back to the basement, they had "real" food to serve. This time, I had cookies for my salad, cookies with chocolate syrup poured over them for my main entree and cookies and walnuts for dessert. I was served flavored water from a pitcher (who knows how clean it was) that they found in a box.

Then they really surprised me. "We have entertainment for you tonight. Wait just a minute." They had found Carla's old dance recital costumes in a trunk, put them on, and did a dance routine, high kicking like the Rockettes-almost! By the time they finished serving me, they were ready to move on to something else.

At around eleven, I went to bed and told the girls to stay up as long as they wanted, but to turn off the lights when they were finished. I knew they wouldn't last long. At midnight, I found them fast asleep in the bunk beds.

Eme and Laura will remember the summer of 2016 when they went to see the Stephen Foster Story, made fuzzy pillowcases, and played dress-up. In a few years, they will move away from pretending, just as most people do. However, I never did leave that world. I'm glad I still live there.

(My new book, A Girl Named Connie, is available at Blossoms Florist and Boutique Unique, 507 Happy Valley Road, Glasgow, KY 42141, Phone 270-629-3597; the Edmonton/Metcalfe Chamber of Commerce, 109 E Stockton Street, Edmonton, KY, Phone 270-432-3222; and the Lighthouse Restaurant, 1500 Sulphur Well/Knob Lick Road, Sulphur Well Historic District, KY 42129. Phone 270-629-3597. And Also on Amazon.com) Carol Perkins, PO Box 134, Edmonton, KY 42129. Phone 670-432-5756


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