Wednesday, April 28, 2010
The Hundred Dresses
First published in 1944
Today, Wanda Petronski was not in her seat, but nobody, not even Peggy and Maddie the girls who started all the fun noticed her absence. Wanda sits in the last seat in the last row in Room 13 – where all of the rowdy children sit. Wanda was quiet and rarely said anything at all – never laughing yet sometimes they would see a crooked sort of smile – but that was all. Wanda was only noticed when she was out of the classroom. Sometimes they would wait for her – to have fun with her.
Maddie and Peggy were the closest of friends and together it was easier to have fun with Wanda – but they couldn’t today because after two days they finally noticed that Wanda Petronski wasn’t at school.
The Dresses Game…
Wanda lived in Boggins Heights which was really no place to live – along with her father and brother, Jake.
Wanda Petronski – most of the children in room 13 didn’t have names like that. Wanda didn’t have any friends. She came to and from school alone. She always wore a faded blue dress that just didn’t hang right. It was clean and all but definitely not ironed.
“Wanda” the girls would say – “tell us again, how many dresses did you say you had hanging up in your closet?”
“A hundred,” said Wanda.
“A hundred!” they exclaimed.
“Yeah, a hundred all line up – silk, velvet and in all colors.”
Then before she’d walk to the brick wall of the school building where she usually stood and waited for the bell to ring the girls would burst into shrieks and peals of laughter.
Obviously, the only dress Wanda had was the blue one she wore every day. Why did she say she had 100? What a story!
Sometimes they would have her talk about her 60 pairs of shoes. Of course every pair was different. Again, they girls would laugh with delight and then walk faster and leave Wanda behind.
Now Peggy was not really cruel. She protected small children and animals, but never thought that she was being cruel to Wanda. Anybody could tell that Wanda was lying. And anyway it’s not like they made Wanda cry.
As for Maddie, asking Wanda so many questions about her hundred dresses was beginning to bother her. Maddie was poor herself and usually wore hand me down clothes. She was thankful though that she didn’t live in Boggins Heights or have a funny name. Sometimes when Peggy was asking Wanda those questions in a mock polite voice, Maddie felt embarrassed. But suppose Peggy and the other girls started making fun of her – now that was different. She didn’t want that.
A Bright Blue Day…
Somehow Maddie could not buckle down to do her school work. She was thinking about Wanda and how the dresses game began.
On a beautiful spring October day when the sky was blue and we were all talking amongst ourselves about our new school dresses is when it all began. Wanda wanted to be included, hesitated and stated firmly, “I got a hundred dressed at home.”
Nobody believed her – though she described each one. Some were everyday dresses, some party dresses and some for dance class.
“Well why don’t you wear them to school then, or are you afraid of getting ink or chalk on them?” Peggy muttered.
With this everyone fell laughing and talking at once. Yes, that was the way it had all begun, the game of the hundred dresses. It happened so suddenly and unexpectedly on that bright blue day.
The Contest . . .
Maddie was glad that today Peggy could not make fun of Wanda. She wished she had the courage to write Peggy a note and ask her to stop, but again she shuddered at the thought of being the next target to be made fun of. The only time Wanda talked about her hundred dresses was in the school yard. Thinking about Wanda and her hundred dresses all line up in the closet made Maddie wonder who was going to win the drawing and color contest. For girls, this contest consisted of designing dresses and for boys of designing motorboats. Peggy drew better than anyone else in the room – Maddie was sure that Peggy would win. Well, tomorrow the teacher was going to announce the winners, and then they would know for sure.
The Hundred Dresses…
The next day was drizzling. Maddie and Peggy hurried to school under Peggy’s umbrella. The minute they entered the classroom they stopped short and gasped. There were drawings all over the room, on every ledge and windowsill tacked to the tops of the blackboards – all in dazzling colors and brilliant lavish designs, all drawn on great sheets of wrapping paper. There must have been a hundred of them all lined up! These must be the drawings for the contest. Everyone stopped and murmured admiringly.
Jack Beggles’ motorboat design had won for the boys and as for the girls, “Although just one or two sketches were submitted by most, one girl - and Room 13 should be very proud of her – this one girl actually drew one hundred designs – all different and all beautiful. In the opinion of the judges, I am happy to say that Wanda Petronski is the winner of the girls’ medal. Unfortunately Wanda has been absent for some days and is not here to receive the applause that is due her. Now class, you may file around the room quietly and look at her exquisite drawings.”
The children burst into applause and each walked around the room.
“Look Peg,” whispered Maddie, “there’s that blue one she told us about. Isn’t it beautiful?”
“Yeah,” said Peggy, “and here’s that green party dress. Boy and I thought I could draw!”
While the class was circling the room, a note was delivered to our teacher Miss Mason. She read it several times and studied it thoughtfully for a while. She then clapped her hands and asked for everyone to return to their seats.
“I have a letter from Wanda’s father that I want to read to you.” said Miss Mason.
“Dear teacher: My Wanda will not come to your school anymore. Jake also. Now we move away to big city. No more holler ‘Polack’, no more ask why funny name. Plenty of funny names in the big city.
Yours truly, Jan Petronski
A deep silence met the reading of this letter. Miss Mason wiped her glasses with her white handkerchief.
The first period was a study period; Maddie tried to prepare her lessons but had a very sick feeling in the bottom of her stomach. She realized she had done just as much as Peggy to make life miserable for Wanda by simply standing by and saying nothing. She had helped to make someone so unhappy that she had to move away from town. She wanted to go see Wanda.
When school was dismissed in the afternoon, Peggy said with casualness – “Hey let’s go and see if Wanda has left town or not.”
Peggy and Maddie had the same idea, Maddie glowed with that thought. Peggy was really all right, just as she always thought.
Up On Boggins Heights. . .
Maddie hoped that they would find Wanda so that she’d be able to tell her they were sorry they had picked on her, and how the whole school thought she was wonderful and to please not move away because we would all be nice.
“I think that’s where the Petronski’s live,” said Maddie, pointing to a little white house with lots of chicken coops. The house and its sparse little yard looked shabby, but clean. It reminded Maddie of Wanda’s blue dress, shabby but clean.
“Wanda!” they called, but only a deep silence remained.
“Let’s see if the door in open.”
They cautiously opened the door and there was absolutely nothing left in it. In the corner was a closet with its door wide open and empty. Maddie wondered what it had held before the Petronski’s moved out. She thought of Wanda saying, “Sure a hundred dresses…all lined up in the closet.”
Nothing would ever seem good to Maddie again. She would always have that thought that she made Wanda Petronski move away. She was never going to stand by and say nothing again.
It was a long day, all tired out from walking, feeling and thinking, Maddie finally fell asleep.
The Letter To Room 13…
On Saturday, Maddie and Peggy spent the afternoon writing a letter to Wanda Petronski. It was a friendly letter telling about the contest and that she had won. They told her how pretty her drawings were and wondered if she liked living in the big city. They had meant to say they were sorry, but it ended up with their just writing a friendly letter and they signed it with lots of X’s for love.
They mailed the letter to Boggins Heights with ‘please forward’ on the envelope. The minute they dropped the letter in the mailbox, they both felt happier and more carefree.
The letter did not come back – so Wanda must have received it. Perhaps she was so hurt and angry she was not going to answer. You could not blame her.
It was now Christmastime and there was snow on the ground. On the last day of school before the holidays they were celebrating with a class party. Singing and dancing as Miss Mason played the piano.
After the party the teacher had a surprise and showed the class a letter she had received that morning.
The class sat up with sudden interest and listened intently to Miss Mason as she read the letter.
“Dear Miss Mason:
How are you and Room 13? Please tell the girls they can keep those hundred dresses because in my new house I have a hundred new ones all line up in my closet. I’d like that girl Peggy to have the drawing of the green dress with the red trimming and her friend Maddie to have the blue one. For Christmas. I miss that school and my new teacher does not equalize with you. Merry Christmas to you and everybody.
Yours truly, Wanda Petronski.”
On the way home from school Maddie and Peggy admired their drawings from Wanda. They felt that this showed that she really liked them. It shows she got their letter and that this is her way of saying that everything’s all right.
Peggy felt happy and relieved.
Maddie felt sad because she knew she would never see the little Polish girl again and could never really make things right between them.
At home she pinned the picture of her dress on her wall. The colors in the dress were so vivid that she had scarcely noticed the face and head of the drawing. It looked like her, Maddie! In excitement she ran over the Peggy’s and confirmed that her picture looked like her.
“What did I say!” Said Peggy, “She must have really like us anyway.”
“Yes, she must have.” agreed Maddie.
She blinked away the tear that came every time she thought of Wanda standing alone in the sunny spot in the school yard. Remembering her voice as she said, “Sure, a hundred of them – all lined up…”
Monday, April 5, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Gardening Questions
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
On Compassionate Service
See that all these things are done in wisdom and order; for it is not requisite that a man should run faster than he has strength. Mosiah 4:27
My life cannot implement in action the demands of all the people whom my heart responds. ~Anne Morrow Lindbergh from Gift From the Sea
On self reliance:
"The Celestial Nature of self-reliance" by president Marion G. Romney
Liahona Oct. 1984
"Becoming Self Reliant Spiritually and Physically" by Elder M. Russell Ballard
Ensign, March 2009 pgs 50-55
"Becoming Provident Providers Temporally and Spiritually" by Elder Robert D. Hales
Ensign, May 2009
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Happiness quotes from Joni Dressen's Lesson
We are not here for the fun of it. We are here for the joy of it, and we want to go forward and do our work as we should do it.
Spencer W. Kimball
Of all people on the face of the earth, Latter-day Saints, with the perspective given them by the gospel, ought to be happy and optimistic.
Howard W. Hunter
I remind you…that regardless of your present age, you are building your life;…it can be full of joy and happiness, or it can be full of misery. It all depends upon you and your attitudes, for your altitude, or the height you climb, is dependent upon your attitude or your response to situations.
Spencer W. Kimball
At the center of our agency is our freedom to form a healthy attitude toward whatever circumstances we are placed in!
Neal A. Maxwell
Our search for happiness largely depends on the degree of righteousness we attain, the degree of selflessness we acquire, the amount and quality of service we render, and the inner peace that we enjoy.
James E. Faust
God did not put us on earth to be victimized by circumstances. He gave us a plan for assured success—his gospel—the perfect plan for happiness.
Richard G. Scott
We must learn to judge ourselves not by what we are but by what, under the influence of the Lord, we may become. We doo not have to measure our potential for success by our known capabilities alone. We can count on the power of God and its expanding influence on our lives. We can know that our ability and strength can be magnified to meet any challenge that confronts us.
Richard G. Scott
Happiness is created. Love is its center. Its principal ingredients are sincere faith, true repentance, full obedience, and selfless service.
Richard G. Scott
Why are people unhappy even in “good times”?
Some reasons given are: lack of meaning or purpose in life, anxiety, fear, poor self-image, doubting one’s capacity to love or worthiness to be loved, not accomplishing anything, bad conscience, inability to form lasting relationships, unsatisfactory home life, loneliness, no sense of belonging, little giving of self, and the summation of them all: lack of life-directing relationships with God and Christ.”
Marion D. Hanks
We cannot permit the mistakes of others to mislead us from our own joy, not can we disqualify ourselves because of our own mistakes. Jesus died for our personal sins. He is the Savior and Redeemer to whom we belong.
Marion D. Hanks
We must, if we will have happiness, follow the straight and prescribed paths. “I will give you a pattern in all things” is one of the Lord’s greatest gifts and promises. Today it comes from him and his prophets. Keeping one’s mind occupied with constructive, useful things on a constant basis prevents Satan from having success in idle minds. Good music, art, literature, recreation, and other worthy pastimes can help establish proper patterns in one’s mind and conduct. Happiness is a by-product of righteous living and sharing within the framework of lofty patterns. Actions of the moment may be fun, but true happiness depends upon how you feel after the involvement is over.
Marvin J. Ashton
Enjoy your membership in the Church. Where else in all the world can you find such a society? Enjoy your activity. When I was a missionary in
Gordon B. Hinckley (“Live the Gospel, Ensign, November 1984, p.86)
Enjoy your work. Be happy. I meet so many people who constantly complain about the burden of their responsibilities. Of course the pressures are great. There is much, too much, to do. There are financial burdens to add to all of these pressures, and with all of this we are prone to complain, frequently at home, often in public. Turn your thinking around. The gospel is good news. Man is that he might have joy. Be happy! Let that happiness shine through your faces and speak through your testimonies. You can expect problems. There may be occasional tragedies. But shining through all of this is the plea of the Lord: “Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart; and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” (Matthew 11:28-30)
Gordon B.
Reach out to bless others in all that you do, that, because of your efforts, someone may live a little closer to the Lord and have a little greater happiness in his or her life. That is the end of our existence, when all is said and done: to build happiness in the lives of people, because the thing we teach is the Lord’s plan of happiness.
Gordon B.
If we will live the gospel, if we will put our trust in God, our Eternal Father, if we will do what we are asked to do as members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, we will be the happiest and most blessed people on the face of the earth.
Gordon B.
I enjoy these words of Jenkins Lloyd Jones which I clipped from a column in the Deseret News some years ago….Said he:
“Anyone who imagines that bliss in normal is going to waste a lot of time running around shouting that he’s been robbed.
“Most putts don’t drop. Most beef is tough. Most children grow up to be just people. Most successful marriages require a high degree of mutual toleration. Most jobs are more often dull than otherwise.
“Life is like an old-time rail journey—delays, sidetracks, smoke, dust, cinders, and jolts, interspersed only occasionally by beautiful vistas and thrilling bursts of speed.
“The trick is to thank the Lord for letting you have the ride.”
Gordon B.
Happiness is the object and design of our existence; and will b e the end thereof, if we pursue the path that leads to it; and this path is virtue, uprightness, faithfulness, holiness, and keeping all the commandments of God. But we cannot keep all the commandments without first knowing them, and we cannot expect to know all, or more than we now know unless we comply with or keep those we have already received.
Joseph Smith
I remind you…that regardless of your present age, you are building your life;…it can be full of joy and happiness, or it can be full of misery. It all depends upon you and your attitudes, for your altitude, or the height you climb, is dependent upon your attitude or your response to situations.
Spencer W. Kimball (Ensign, Nov. 1974, 80.)
Articles to consider:
“Getting Over Feeling Underappreciated”, Brad Wilcox, Ensign, Mar 2004, 46-49
“Happiness Now and Forever”, Richard G. Scott, Ensign, Nov 1979, 70
“Joy through Christ”, Marion D. Hanks, Ensign, Jul 1972, 104
“Be a Quality Person”, Marvin J. Ashton, Ensign, Feb 1993, 64
“A Pattern in All Things”, Marvin J. Ashton, Ensign, Nov 1990, 20
“The Message: Who Do You Think You Are?”, James E. Faust, New Era, Mar 2001, 4
“Live in Thanksgiving Daily”, Joseph B. Wirthlin, Ensign, Sep 2001, 6
“Teaching Children Principles of Happiness”, D. Michael Barrett, Ensign, Feb 2003, 14
“Trust in the Lord”, Richard G. Scott, Ensign, Nov 1995, 16
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Building Caring Relationships
Jan 12, 2010 from 7 to 8:30. We will have refreshments available. There will be babysitting for those who absolutely need it, but we encourage women to have daddies or older responsible siblings watch the little ones if at all possible. COME COME COME!