It's a Miracle

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 14
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1982
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
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Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
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Title It's a Miracle
Description As I emptied the boiler I turned to my weary mother and announced that there would positively be no Monday, or Satur-day In my home when I grew up. Once voiced my indignation grew. There would be no spring cleaning either. My boys, and my children would all be boys, could work and play out in the fresh air and sunshine all day long, and I would be there with them enjoying some of the things I missed because I had stayed in the house to do the washing and cleaning. It was decided right then and there that no one in my home would shake rugs and hang them over the line and beat them hour after weary hour. And those horrible upstairs windows that had to be cleaned by sitting on the sill and pulling the window down between one and the safety of the upstairs bedroom would go dirty or vanish. If I washed the windows, I shook with fright. If Mother did them, I stood and whimpered until she was safely in the room again. The overstuffed furniture that appeared in front rooms of the time was cleaned by hours of pounding the dust loose with a little paddle and then brushing the dirt away. It made me sneeze, and the furniture never seemed to get completely clean. My complaints were endless. After days of my complaining over my miseries, finally my long-suffering, tired, patient mother became weary of my tirades and demanded to know how I would be rid of all those loathsome chores. I was stumped! I didn't know, couldn't even guess. But some day, some way, these problems must be solved! Perhaps-a miracle? And it happened! Entirely without effort on my part, hateful tasks of my childhood have vanished and I am living in an age I only dreamed of and desired. In my kitchen stands my electric stove, soot free, effi-cient and clean. The refrigerator keeps things cool days on end without dirty puddles and with a minimum of cleaning. The automatic washer and modern fabrics have eliminated washday and ironing day woes. The vacuum cleaner cleans easily and thoroughly. One-story houses and a variety of window styles and window washing equipment have eliminated the hazards of window cleaning. I have been able to play ball, gather rocks and rake and dig with my three boys (Now how did even that work out I wonder?) I guess-IT'S A MIRICLE! -38-
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 14
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 325409
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