Bøger af Polly Rogers Brown

Who Dyed My Hair White in the Night? Reflections of a Perennial Child is the story of a woman who grew up in a small town-and lived to tell the tale. Retired teacher Polly Rogers Brown looks back fondly at her childhood, the lessons she learned, and the unconventional people she met-finding humorous truth in the everyday life of a farm girl from Michigan. She offers tales of the one-room, one-teacher schoolhouse she and her fellow students-some poverty stricken-attended. Through anecdotes about her shaky relationship with two- and four-wheeled vehicles, she lovingly relates memories rife with nostalgia and warmth-and some that are notably cautionary. Throughout the book, her deep love for her family and her friends-human and animal alike-and her healthy respect for the interconnectedness of life shine like a beacon. Told with the wisdom of age as well as the fervor of youth, Who Dyed My Hair White in the Night? Reflections of a Perennial Child will elicit laughter, tears, and warm reflections, inspiring both young people-those just discovering life's intricacies-and adults, underscoring that imagination and a sense of humor can see you through the most trying times.

"When you sat down with my family for the last meal before Sunday morning, you pretty much knew what was coming. Mother would walk toward us from the old cook stove armed in one hand with a large kettle and flourishing a ladle in the other. We waited in uneasy expectation. It was Saturday soup night and Mother had cleaned the refrigerator." So begins another collection of Polly Rogers Brown's memories of life from the early 1940's to the present, told in rich detail with warmth and humor. From first and fleeting love as a flat-chested, gawky girl to fifty-six years of marriage to her beloved Wayne, Polly paints her life in everyday shades which create a gentle canvas of warmth and joy. Just as her mother cleaned the old Frigidaire and made Saturday night soup with the leftovers, so has Polly cleaned the compartments of her mind, presenting the bits and pieces in a literary pot filled with the leftovers of her life, her own Saturday night soup.