Monday, March 23, 2015

A little heart

Valentines Day was such fun when I was a child in Virginia.  There was a tradition there that I have never seen any where else.  Part of the tradition was making your own Valentine cards specifically for family, friends and neighbors.  The cards were always put in envelopes with the person's name on the outside of the envelopes.
We waited until after dark to deliver our cards.  You would sneak up to the front door of a house, attach the card to the screen door or crack of the door or under the door knocker without making any noise.  Then, you would knock loudly and run for all you were worth.  You were supposed to be quiet while placing the cards and then escape unseen.  You would hide and then watch as the person looked for who had knocked or rang their bell.  Rarely would we manage to hide without giggling.  This same thing was done to you.  It was such fun to catch the giver and to be caught.  Laughter and hugs were spread by those who were caught, plenty of giggles by those who were not.
We handmade cards for our fellow students at school as well.  It was a wonderful tradition and sure made a lot of people happy.

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