She, Laura English, wrote this in, a little journal book, left by the bedside in a Bed & Breakfast where we stayed, while in Iowa. I was impressed by both the penmanship and the message.
Two things about this little journal caught my attention.
First, what a clever idea to leave it and have guests write in it, if they wanted. Different pages had different headings as suggestions for topics. Quite a few folks had taken the time to sit down and write down a memory or story.
This kind of thing might not appeal to a lot of people. Me? I'm nosey so I thoroughly enjoyed reading the thoughts and hearing the stories second hand. And, of course, I made some notes in my own journals of story ideas based on what I read.
The second thing that really caught my attention was some of the beautiful hand writing I found in that journal. Like my wall mounted dial up phone, in the basement, well done penmanship is becoming a thing of the past.
In the lawyers office, while Zeus and I were signing our wills, I heard him comment to the other attorney, "She has nice hand writing, doesn't she?" And, compared to his, yes I do.
Zeus has hand written journals and I've asked him to please, please type them out because no one is going to be able to take the time or have the patience to decipher them.
My hand writing looks a lot like my mother's which is a little scary. She didn't teach me to write and most of her edification's to me were done on a typewriter so I find it interesting that they look so similar.
I do remember that the Quaker teachers spent a lot of time and energy making sure that we learned how to make our letters, in script, in third grade. I transferred from public school to Friends school in the middle of third grade and had a lot of catching up and correcting of bad habits to do.
Both my sons have sloppy handwriting, as far as their mother is concerned. They look an awful lot like their father's handwriting, if you ask me.
I wonder what will happen to cursive script, in the future? With texting, computers and voice recognition objects will people even have to write anything? Will important papers be signed with a fingerprint scan or pupil scan?
Zeus says that in the Law School class, that he teaches, in winter, all the students sit in their seats with their lap top computers, in front of them. He can't even tell if they are taking notes or watching a movie.
I saw a pen on an Oprah show that could record a meeting while it sat next to your notepad. It even recorded what notes you might have taken.
One of the things I often look for, in antique stores are old postcards or letters. I look for the objects that have the handwriting on them. People from a different era took pride in the art of written communication. If they could read and write they wanted people to know it.
I remember, about a year ago, sending something to my mother that required me to write a message. She actually phoned me, which is something she never does to comment on my handwriting. I told her that it had been a hard day for my fingers and they must have been a little stiff. I could tell from her silence that she understood but wasn't happy about the deterioration of my script.
If I have a chance I shall introduce little Riley to the beautiful art of penmanship. The roundness, fullness, loops and straight lines that come together to create a letter and letters strung together creating words that means something. Right now her favorite book is a picture book with words under each picture.
I suspect many, of my generation, have memories of nuns standing over them, tisk, tisking about their writing. Maybe even taking a more aggressive act about doing it correctly or were those stories about nuns and wooden rulers just old rumors?
:)Bea Who is noticing the passing of things.