As I passed a small group of girls, one looked up at me from under her quilted, cotton hat, and greeted me with a happy, "Good day!". I wished her a good day in return, and smiled as I walked ahead of the crowd. Her clothes of a long ago time, had given her permission to greet me as she had. It would never have had happened in the parking lot of Walmart. We have become to cautious with our interactions today, and we teach our children the same.
The day was bright, and the landscape glistened in the snowy frosting, but that wonderful greeting from such a happy little lady truly made my day. It was obvious she was not only comfortable, she had been learning as well. Salutations in the 1830's were very important, and showed good manners. I wish the same could be said today.
|Dirt road leading out of Old Sturbridge Village towards|
the Quinebaug River.
|School children spending their vacation in the 1830's|
at Old Sturbridge Village.
|Wool clothes and a metal lunch buckets, essentials of the|
|A pair of girls scurrying across the common to catch up|
with their friends.
|It's always warmer in a flock of friends.|