Broken – Doll Hospital Needed

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Broken.”

I have been negligent. This doll is 60+ years old. I have kept this doll not really because of the doll, because of her dress, hat and boots. My grandmother crocheted the dress and hat in Hungarian colors. The boots are leather. I have always thought I’d find another doll to put the dress on, or else find a doll hospital that would fix her up. Time is going by and I’d better get with it so I can pass this down to my daughter and her new daughter.

Have you ever just let something go, thinking it will get done sooner or later? I think I will make a point to get this done this summer.

Hungarian doll dress

Hungarian doll dress

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Learning a New Language

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Study Abroad.”

If I had this choice before 1970 I would have said to study in Hungary to learn Hungarian. My mom’s parents were Hungarian and it would have been nice to be able to speak it with my mom. Here in the present time, I think I would like to learn Spanish. Not the language of Spain, but of Mexico. We had neighbors, who took their kids to Mexico many years back to be immersed in the language. I had never thought of it like that before. More recently I know someone who  Majored in French in college but then years later went to France for a month to re-immerse themselves in the language.

So why Spanish? Spanish is becoming a second language here. Many social welfare jobs now require knowing Spanish.  I’ll be retiring in a couple years and there are many areas where a person could volunteer and I think this is something I would like to do. I don’t know if it will ever happen, thanks to this prompt it gives me something else to look forward to.

Are you wondering why I didn’t learn Hungarian as a child? My dad’s parents never taught him Russian or Ukrainian. My parents only  spoke English.

Did you grow up knowing two languages? I’d love to hear your thoughts. Have a good week!