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Showing posts with label sneaker dangle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sneaker dangle. Show all posts

Sunday, 24 July 2016

Forever Paris Contest: grieving the loss of my mom

This is my prize! The Forever Paris charm came in a Limited Edition box.
The leather sleeve contains the certificate of authenticity.
Pandora recently held a contest on Instagram to win a limited-edition gold Eiffel Tower charm. Fans were asked to, "Share a photo and write why you are a true Pandora fan." I submitted a photo and write-up on five of the six days that the contest ran. This was my first submission, on June 21, and the story and photo that won!

For your information the contest details are at the end of the post.


Grieving the Loss of My Mom
 
One of the ways that I am a true Pandora fan is that I have used Pandora in ways that are different than most Pandora collectors, and written stories about them. One of the unique things I've done is to use Pandora to grieve the death of my mother - and to celebrate her life.

This bracelet I call "My Unforgettable Mom - her life in charms." The process of writing stories about these Pandora charms has become part of the process of grieving - looking through her old photo albums, reading her letters and journals, and writing blog posts around the story of her life. 
 
 
This photo [above] was taken in 1952 on my mother's first trip to Europe. She brought home a charm bracelet for her younger sister with a charm from each place she visited: on this trip, Switzerland [cow bell], England [Marble Arch], France [Eiffel Tower], Italy [gondola from Venice], Holland [wooden shoe] and Scotland [highland dancer].


Map of Australia added by Aunt Edna after she lived Down Under and married an Australian
 
I would love to retrace her steps and do a Pandora travel bracelet, including the Eiffel Tower. But in the meantime I have this ["My Unforgettable Mom"] bracelet in her memory.


Each charm has a special meaning. From her early years in the 1920's and her childhood nickname Fishy, to playing basketball in university and earning three degrees. From her work as a research scientist to her trips to Europe in the 1950's and 60's. From visiting art galleries and becoming an accomplished artist herself, to getting married and raising a family. From becoming a teacher, and then a literacy tutor, to losing her sight and becoming blind. For standing up for what she believed in, including access for the disabled, to travelling the world, despite being blind. From a trip to Greece with me, to becoming a grandmother of three. And finally, from losing track of time to a battle with Alzheimer's which took her life eight years ago. The "amazing" charm, simply because she was not only an amazing mom but an amazing person.

My Mom shortly before she retired from teaching.
Verna Georgie (Leonard) Holmes

From the Left: Verna (my Mom age 25), Barb, Jan and Joan
I was so shocked when I enlarged this photo.
Can you see what surprised me?!!
*(If you can't guess I will tell you at the bottom of the post)

Paris June 10-14 (1952)
Barb on Champs Elysees; Garden in Reid Hall
 
From the steps of the Madeline

Jan, Barb, and Joan at Versailles; Garden at Versailles

Barb (left) and Verna (right) Palace of Versailles

Jan and Arc du Carrousel; Verna in Touleries Garden

Barb, Roz Shaffer and Jan; Roz, Verna and Jan
Roz's house in Malmaison

Touleries Garden; Getting directions to Malmaison (Pam-Pam Champs Elysees)

 Champs Elysees from Touleries Garden to Arc d' Triomphe; Eiffel Tower

Bank of the Seine near Eiffel Tower; Joan, Verna and Jan

Enroute to Eiffel Tower (Shopping Girls?); Under Eiffel Tower

Café on Eiffel Tower; Verna, Joan and Barb Paris Station

Joan and Jan; From top of Eiffel Tower Trocodero - United Nations Building

From the top of the Eiffel Tower
Arc d'Triumphe in Centre; River Seine

*Can you see what surprised me?!!
The girls all have cigarettes in their hands! I suppose everybody smoked in those days, and they didn't yet know the dangers of smoking, but still it was my MOM! I've never seen her smoke. She smoked until she was pregnant with me and then it made her too nauseous so she quit. My mom taught at a community college and I remember her having a "black lung" specimen in her lab to show her students the effects of smoking. Later in life she would tell people she was allergic to cigarette smoke so they wouldn't smoke at meetings! And there she is, plain as day, smoking on the Eiffel Tower!

Related Posts:

Forever Paris Contest: using Pandora charms in my recovery - a story about the role Pandora has played with links to stories about some of the charms; my submission for June 22, 2016

Forever Paris Contest: the meaning of Pandora's box - a story about how Pandora has helped me and what it represents, now with photos of my Pandora's box charm and the bracelet it's on; my submission for June 23, 2016

Forever Paris Contest: Pandora fans are not Grinches - a story about collecting Pandora promo items and the community of Pandora collectors (with some Dr. Seuss inspired rhyming); my submission for June 24, 2016

Forever Paris Contest: Ode to Pandora - a silly poem I wrote about Pandora, now with a photo for each stanza as well as a photo of my whole collection to date; my submission for June 26, 2016

My new Eiffel Tower next to the old photo my mom took over 60 years ago.

Here is Pandora's description of the contest:
"To celebrate summer in the city of love, Pandora has created a limited-edition 'Forever Paris' dangle charm, and from June 20 - 26 you can win it in our #PandoraForeverParisContest. Each piece is beautifully crafted from 14K gold and features two diamonds.
 
"Because they are true collector's items, only 500 have been produced. Each dangle charm is engraved with a unique number (from 1-500) and they are only sold in selected stores in France but we have kept 10 for you!" 
 
Contest rules were available on Pandora.net.
The charm was valued at 599 € (approximately $860 CDN/$665 USD)

Sunday, 20 September 2015

Surprise! Mothers can be athletes too!

I just thought this was the craziest thing when I was a kid: my mom said she played basketball in university! It was hard for me to imagine, as I'm sure it's hard for MY kids to imagine ME playing varsity volleyball. I also thought it was funny that they wore bloomers! When my mother-in-law Dede (who was eleven years younger than my mother) played basketball at the University of New Brunswick the women's team was actually called "The Red Bloomers."

Even more amusing to me, when I was young, was the rules they had for women's basketball. Men's rules were "too strenuous" for women of course! The ladies were not allowed to run the whole length of the court. (There are more details about these "old-fashioned" rules at the end of the post.) So the sneaker dangle, that looks to me like an old-fashioned high-cut basketball shoe, seemed the right charm to represent my mother's active youth. I wear it on the bracelet I have in her memory; I call it "My Unforgettable Mom - her life in charms."

From the Dalhousie University yearbooks
I've often wondered what it would have been like for my mother during the Second World War, and of course never asked her before she passed away. So I was very happy, as I shared in the first post in this series of stories about my mom, when I found her first photo album and got a glimpse of her early life. As I mentioned previously, she also dictated a collection of stories about her childhood and I've looked back at those stories in writing this post.

My mother was twelve years old in 1939 when the war started. While she was in high school a Y opened in her hometown. At the Y she was in a Leaders Corp and they swam every day, eventually earning the Bronze Medallion life-saving medal. When my mom was fourteen (the same age as my twins are now, well almost) she was "very keen" to attend a summer camp run by the Y.W.C.A. and worked hard to persuade her parents to let her go. With a fourth child on the way, they were probably happy to have one less child to think about, although my grandfather did have to make the two-day drive there and back.

A picture of my mom's photo album where she had snapshots of her first year at Y camp
Before and after the camp Mom was at her grandfather's summer place. She tells the story that she and her grandfather played a lot of checkers that summer. He would only play checkers with her because she was the only one who could beat him on occasion. Apparently many of the books in that house were about the Civil War and Mom recalled being taken aback about the ways in which the African-Americans in the Southern U.S. were portrayed in those books. Mom says she read every book in that house that summer, and there were many! I imagine her being very much like my almost-14-year-old daughter Taylor who is now a voracious reader - and, although not a checkers player, is a bit of a card-shark.


When my mother was fourteen her sister Edna was born. Mom recalled buying books and reading to Edna when she was little. She described Edna, on one occasion, being in bed with the mumps, "sitting up in bed with her long pigtails and big fat cheeks," while Mom read her "Winnie the Pooh." Their brother Walter was in the next room making fun of them reading the book. Each time he heard "Winnie the Pooh" he would call out, "Pooh, pooh, pooh," which of course made the girls giggle!

As Canadian Girls in Training (CGIT) my mother and her friends organized a bicycle day trip, 1942
This organization was run through the Y in its early years.
(Mom is the tallest girl)

It appears that that Mom went to a different Y camp, closer to home, in the summer of 1943. There were also photos from a Girl Guide camp in 1942.
(Mom is in the back row, second from the left)

One thing that occupied my mother's time when she was young, was listening to the radio. When the news was on, "everyone listened to it totally" - no music on, no conversation. It was a ritual: news on, everyone quiet, particularly from 1939-1945 when the war news was on. Although she admitted that we now know that much of what they heard was propaganda, she said the radio was very important in those days.

One of the things my mother listened to was soap operas on the radio - called "soap" operas because they were sponsored by Proctor and Gamble and other soap companies. There was one programme in particular that her father, my Poppy, "couldn't stand," so when he came into the house he would quietly switch off the main fuse box on his way in. The rest of the family just assumed that the electricity had gone off. Mom said it later amused her to think of them being censored quietly by her father. I wish it was as easy to censor MY kids on the Internet, or get them off electric devices!

Mom and her friends at Blackette's Lake on the Victoria Day long weekend May 24th, 1944. They would have been 17 and almost finished high school.
(Mom is standing in the centre of the photo between two boys)
The war was still on when Mom graduated from high school in 1944, so she worked at the bank that summer, through the winter, and then the following summer. During the war silk stocking were all the rage - the kind with the seam up the back and held up by a garter belt - and according to my mother, there was a "great scarcity of stockings during the war." When she was working at the bank, one of the messengers would report when there was a new supply at the local department store and the girls at the bank "would rush out frantically to buy," and the supply wouldn't last the day.

Mom said the pay was "phenomenal" at the bank: $600 per annum plus $60 cost-of-living bonus. After six months that was raised to $700 plus $70 cost-of-living. She was able to live at home and save money for university, as well as sew a wardrobe for going away. She started university in the fall of 1945.

The following photos are from the yearbook at Dalhousie University that my mother attended from the fall of 1945 til the Spring of 1948. She played basketball all three years - and apparently some ping pong! The next blog post in this series will be about my mother's academic life, not just as a university student, but as a life-long learner.


Inter-class Managers
Intermediate Basketball Team, 1946

Varsity Basketball Team 1947

Varsity Basketball Team 1948


The sneaker dangle on "My Unforgettable Mom" bracelet

The "old fashioned" rules for women's basketball:
When basketball was first introduced to women, only a year after it was invented by James Naismith, the court was divided into three sections with six players. It wasn't until 1938 that this changed and the court was instead divided into two sections. There were six players on the court (now there are five for both men and women). There were three forwards and three defenders, and you only played on half of the court - three defenders guarding their own net and three forwards attempting to score on the other team's net. Of course they had to pass the ball to their teammates on the other side of half. Originally there was no dribbling the ball. Later women were allowed to dribble, but just once and only if it was at least knee high. It wasn't till 1949, after my mother had graduated from university, that two bounces were allowed, and later, three. It wasn't until 1966 that continuous dribbling was allowed, and 1971 before women were allowed to play full-court and have five players on the floor.