......and where have I been again? I was very sick for 3.5 weeks of April. Last Sunday was my turning point and everyday I feel better and more like the old me...
That said I've done very little crafting. I did a layout last week for a challenge group I belong to. We were to scrap a graduation photo of yourself (high school or college). I used one taken right after my high school graduation. Since I'd saved my tassel and scroll we were given on stage I used them. I scanned my diploma and printed it out on photo paper.
The journaling is long and I'll share most of it with you. Somewhere in my unorganized old photo boxes is my senior picture my mom had. When I find it I will do a companion page to this layout.
The green card stock with the picture on it lifts up to reveal the journaling I did. This layout goes into the album called "Book of Me" that I'm doing.
Journaling: " I graduated from ……. High School in June of 1965. I wasn’t the best of students: C’s and B’s mostly. My A’s were in Home Economic classes, P.E. and Business classes. There were 500+ in our graduating class and it was impossible to know everyone.
We had Homerooms with about 30 students in them and those were the kids that were easier to get to know. Homeroom was the first ‘class’ of the day. Attendance was taken, announcements given and a count of those buying hot lunch was taken. Home room only lasted 15 minutes. The three years I sat next to a boy named Wally had me laughing and smiling every day; he was so funny. Sadly he drowned the summer after we graduated. So sad for me.
In 11th and 12th grade I loved being the Sewing Teacher’s assistant one class a day and I also worked in the main office. I became the Secretary of a Business Club and was on the decorating committee for dances.
We weren't lucky enough to have school buses and had to use the city bus to get to high school. They were always crowded and many many days there were not enough seats so people had to stand in the aisle. Being subject to motion sickness it was not a pleasant ride at all.
My sister, mom, dad, Grandma, Uncle and my boyfriend went to my graduation and I was to meet them at my home afterwards for cake. I rode home with my boyfriend but his car broke down on the way there. He set to fixing his car and after about an hour I found a pay phone and called home to report what had happened and we’d be there as soon as possible. My dad had gone to work so couldn't come get us and Grandma and Uncle had left anyhow… Mom was furious over this event.
The picture of me and three other girls was taken right after the graduation ceremony. One of the other girl’s father took it and she gave me a copy. I’m the girl on the very left of the picture on this layout and the girl to my left is Jackie and I don’t remember the other two.
The tassel on this layout is mine from graduation and the scroll was handed to us when we went up to the podium. Inside it says “No more pencils, no more books, no more teacher’s ugly looks, because on June 10 at 8 p.m. the Class of 1965 Graduates!”
I then went on writing some history of the school to present. Oh, and I've been married to "that boyfriend" for 46.5 years now.
I started a huge project: HUGE, HUGE, HUGE PROJECT... I'm transferring most of the items from the closet in my scrapping room to a closet in the spare bedroom...oh my gosh. I'm also doing a serious job of purging... the bags for the Good Will are piling up. When you have been a life time sewer and crafter like I have been a lot of stuff builds up. Really; this is almost overwhelming... I know I'll be glad when done...
Happy May....