Easter is a really cool holiday.
I remember when I was growing up I was so jealous because I thought it was the day that Catholic kids went to the store to buy those little chickens dyed blue or green or purple or yellow.
My brother and I would plead with our parents to buy us a couple ... to no avail. Apparently, Jewish children were not allowed to have chickens as pets (according to my mother). They are dirty animals who scratch and poop alot and Catholics don't mind the noise and the mess. Chickens are what we cook for dinner.
The last statement was the one I remember so well because I KNEW it was just an excuse to not get us one. Our oven had never been used ... well, maybe to store packaged goods. Esther didn't cook.
And there were those awesome easter eggs!
We loved those too. Wayne and I thought that maybe that was where the chicks came from ... so we begged for those too.
We got plastic instead.
I knew at a young age that I wanted to marry a Catholic girl
... or two.
My brother and I would plead with our parents to buy us a couple ... to no avail. Apparently, Jewish children were not allowed to have chickens as pets (according to my mother). They are dirty animals who scratch and poop alot and Catholics don't mind the noise and the mess. Chickens are what we cook for dinner.
The last statement was the one I remember so well because I KNEW it was just an excuse to not get us one. Our oven had never been used ... well, maybe to store packaged goods. Esther didn't cook.
We loved those too. Wayne and I thought that maybe that was where the chicks came from ... so we begged for those too.
We got plastic instead.
I knew at a young age that I wanted to marry a Catholic girl
... or two.
2 comments:
Gosh...I've never seen chickens dyed these colours. I don't like it - go link up with my Easter Blog Hop
.@Gillian... Don't think it's done anymore thankfully. What did we know as kids?
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