So...some of my Haley friends have been talking about smells. Sarah wrote a poem that blew me away. Mandy wrote about purses...she is so right. Jen is always smelling things and talking about the memories. So I stood in my room and looked. What did I think was going to have a smell that would bring some kind of memory or thought into my melon....
And there it was. The red tin canister. It always makes me tilt my head back, sigh, and think. So I opened it. I inhaled deeply. The smell of the house. A warm, beachy smell. I felt as though I was taken back to another time and place. My childhood. The times spent in Ludington, Michigan at my Grandpa Grotemat's house. How I loved that red tin. It wasn't long before we arrived, after the 4 hour drive, that I would pull the tin off the shelf in the formal dinning room. I'd spread out my blue blankey, place my dollys around, and open the tin. I'd gently take out all the little pieces of a tea set and set "the table". My dolls and I would partake in tea.
None of the pieces are really china. They are plastic and tin, but you could have fooled me. Ahhhhh the smell....memories.
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Just yesterday one of my facilitator friends brought out of her desk a tin band-aid box. Are you too young to remember those? She opened it up and smelled the insides. AHHH! she said. Then she passed it around to the rest of us. "Do you remember?," she asked. We all did. We all had stories. What one smell will bring back!
Like Mandy says, "a sense we don't use enough." Remember in the Will Smith song "Summertime" he says, "I wonder how the smell brings up nostalgia." Did we all just do some text to self connections drawing from our schema?
I love my sniffer- I think that we often take it for granted! It can bring so many emotions from our past!
Another sense we don't use enough is hearing. We listen but do we hear? An all too familiar thing heard-criticism. How much would our way of thinking differ if it were encouragement being heard? I think this is exactly what we have done by starting this blog. We are encouraging each other! It's incredible!
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I'm reading your blog and I was reminded of a Winnie the Pooh cookie jar that my grandmother used to keep filled for me. When she knew I was coming she would bake snickerdoodles from scratch and put them in the jar and put the jar on the counter and I would run into the house and go to the cookie jar open it and sniff the cookies. I loved the smell of those cookies that was in the air. When my grandmother passed away I remember getting a package in the mail. It was the Winnie the Pooh cookie jar and when I opened it I could almost swear I could still smell my grandmother's snickerdoodles.
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