Sunday, June 7, 2009

The other day, I had lunch with my grandmother. She told me:

I was only about four or five years old, and the boys were throwing bottles. My mama had told those boys never to throw bottles down there. And I was playing under the staircase and I cut myself. Look at that, Jess, the scar's just about gone. I guess I nearly cut my finger off. And my mama, she'd told them never to go up there with those bottles. I was just a little girl. About five, no about four years old. You see I was using a milk bottle as a doll, and I cut myself. About cut my finger off. I fell down, and the bottle broke. Well, it looks like the scar's finally just about gone.

And the scar is just about gone. It's been there for ninety years now, a long thin line across her index finger, and it's just about gone.


Armando said...

hi jessica! we finally found you! we send you the best

Say hello to Lulu et Adam

Armando said...

hi Jessica, I only forgot to tell you that we are the Manzano's Family

I have a blog also, the problem is not that update like yours but any way here is the link:

my regards to all of you