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June 25, 2006

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Essy

Sounds lovely Hector.

Lorna

Glad you are back :)

I wonder if part of the difference is that these men see each other day in day out and live lives together. In the cities we have to plan to meet and share very little with each other (in every sense of the word)

I wonder what the women were up to in the kitchen too :) Does life 'out back' differ from them than for the women's groups in the cities. And in what way?

The hard thing is that we can never observe without changing the dynamics - but I live in a society where women and men rarely meet apart - unless we intentionally do it. I belong to an English speaking women's group - started 14 years ago to give us one evening 'off' no husbands and no kids (grin) - we meet a little less often now, but still enjoy each others company ... and the new comers. I think it's important for newcomers to Finland to have such a suppport group. It's really been a God send to some.

I wonder what support the foreign men have. I've never thought about it until now

Valerie

I've noticed the same thing when visiting with some elderly friends of mine. I love it - to me, it's the way it's supposed to be.

Miz Booshay

Very good observations. The men in our house are like the city men.
Interesting!

patti

I used to love visiting my great grandpa. We would sit outside in all kinds of weather, but the best time of year was sugaring. We would sit by the fire all day boiling maple sap over a fire. He would smoke, spit, stir the sap, and not say much. But I learned a lot!

ukok

Sounds to have been a wonderful weekend! Just sounds like my kind of thing...only being a women I would have been relegated indoors :cry:

:-)

Argent

Oh, but being indoors with the women is a joy, too. You learn the fascinating history of families. "Don't you remember? Back in...." "Yes, that's right..." "And her daddy went off to the war and her mama went to work in the factory..."

Then you see how your own story thread weaves into the fabric. And in between, you find out the best chicken salad recipe, how to make your pound cake simply scrumptious, what to do for bee stings, and how to discipline unruly youngsters. It's lovely.

Suzanne

I am from the South myself and personally I am quite prejudice in this area..I find folks from Kentucky and Alabama esp. quite polite and just so nice. As soon as you go into a grocery or something down south, you here ..."Thank you...Yes, ma'am..No Sir," etc. STILL. I grew up learning this and I still say things like this and I am 52! It sticks and although the youth are not necessarily better, they certainly have to a little more watchful of their mouths and at least seem really respectful of their elders more than any kids I've met up this way, so far, with the exception of a few children. Glad you had such a sweet time with good memories! :)

Hector

Thanks for such enjoable and interesting comments. I do want to say that all I heard from the kitchen was laughter and fun. The energy was different than the porch, much more vibrant...

ukok

Okay, I guess I'd make do with the fun in the kitchen :-P

But Hector, when you say that the guy-energy on the porch was vibrant, you weren't meaning that the gal-energy was lacklustre, were you?

Course not, I'm only pulling your leg.

Hector

Actually, what I meant to say was that the gal energy was vibrant and fun. The porch was quiet and slower... Gals were having more fun!

Lorna

nice save hector :)

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