The ritual of exchanging love in elementary school has changed
little over the years. During our SMF days the requirements for a Happy
Valentine’s Day were as such:
·
One shoe box decorated for the occasion
·
Valentines for each classmate
·
Sweets to be shared
A weeks’ preparation was usually sufficient to search the house
and closets for a spare shoebox. Construction and tissue paper in pinks and
reds, glue, tape, paper doilies and a little imagination would do the trick. A
quick scramble through the magazine rack for Woman’s Day or Family Circle for
a quick perusal for the latest valentine inspirations on their covers didn’t
hurt! Maybe an extra button, bow, lace or strand of yarn with a bit of glitter
would add the extra touch to be more unique than last year’s box. One large
slit in the top and the box is ready for the valentine delivery.
The anticipation for card exchange was always great. There was
always the excitement of a different routine from classes, but this had more to
it. We got to get up from our desks and walk around the room delivering our
Palmer Method signed cards to each student….personal mail delivery with lots of
giggles and winks. Goodies such as cupcakes, candies, and ‘NECCO Sweethearts’
with phrases of love were lined across our teacher’s desk with napkins for us
to partake upon completion of our valentine delivery. It was a true departure
from routine and filled with all the sweetness you could fill an afternoon
with. Valentine’s Day was great. We would steal a quick look through the box to
see if there was a specially chosen card just for us. The anticipation of going
home and reviewing each card could barely be contained. This a true delight to
hopefully be enjoyed before doing homework.
Sometimes a very unique card would show up…sometimes one
unsigned…from a secret admirer!!! Even as kids, we understood the anticipation
and unlimited possibilities of the exchange of love. Colorful cards, sweets,
words expressed and those words yet to be shared in the future all brought such
joy and high hopes for the next year. It was well worth the effort. We knew it
then, we long for it still, and we share it with our children and
grandchildren. Preparing for love doesn’t take that much effort after all. It
seems to be the natural order of things.
Cathy
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