Snaps, Needle & Thread

Frequently Asked Questions

1. QUESTION:
   WANTED : Older Wizard of Oz Fabrics - not Quilting Treasures?
   I am desperately searching for older Wizard of Oz fabrics. One fabric has a pale pink background with cameo like ovals, each oval with pastle penciled Sketches of the characters. The other fabric has a white background with red hearts in each of the hearts a bust figure of the tin man, Dorothy, and Glenda.
   Sincere thanks go out to you for helping me in locating these fabrics.
   Bev Day
   beverlyday70@yahoo.com

   • ANSWER:
     I have some I bought about 6 years ago, and haven't used. Can't even remember what it looks like, but if you like i'll hunt it out and let you know. I seem to remember I bought it from the US. Where are you?

     Liz
     Berowra NSW

2. QUESTION:
   In search of out of print quilting fabric by Timeless Treasures. Can you help?
   I bought some quilt fabric a few years ago and now I need more of it to finish a quilt. I've looked everywhere on the web and can't find the colors I need. I've only found the line in a couple of places but it's the wrong colors (I've located black and red).

   I don't have any selvage edges and tracked down that it was made by Timeless Treasures, and I think the line was called "Nature". It is a tone-on-tone print with silver glitter over the top of it. The pattern is ferns or leaves.

   I only need a fat quarter of each color (but if someone is selling a minimum of half yard cuts, I can do that).

   I need the following colors:
   1. dark purple
   2. dark magenta/pink
   3. medium green
   4. bright orange
   5. bright turquoise
   6. dark, dark blue
   7. bright yellow
   8. kind of a wedge wood blue (?) not sure how to describe this last one

   I can trade for this fabric (I have a ton of all colors, brands, types of quilting fabric) or I can pay for it. Doesn't matter to me.

   I guess if I really can't find this fabric, my next step is to attempt to find something similar, but I would really, really like to have the same stuff to finish my quilt top.

   • ANSWER:
     Two websites for you to try:
     http://www.missingfabrics.com/gallery2.asp?PageNo=1
     http://www.fabrics.net/swatch/

     Can you substitute similar colors in a slightly different fabric?
     http://www.afabricoasis.com/MMFairyFrost.html

3. QUESTION:
   Need help finding quilt fabric by Timeless Treasures, the Painted Forest. by Carol Doak.?

   • ANSWER:
     I usually have good luck finding fabrics that are no longer in the stores by checking eBay. There's one person selling a set of this line, pre-cut, but they may have more. Their site says you can e-mail them and ask for a specific fabric and they'll put it on eBay as a "buy it now" for you.

     Other places carry yardage, but it depends on the specific fabric you want. There are a couple of links - be sure to check other fabric at that same place.

     If these don't provide exactly what you want, try googling "Timeless Treasures" "Painted Forest" and the color of your fabric for more specific results. Be sure to use the quotation marks - that will tell the search engine only to bring back sites with that exactly phrase.

     Good luck - I went through this same thing about a year ago - fortunately I found the fabric I needed.

4. QUESTION:
   would like to find someone who could make a quilt of my mothers clothes?
   This is called a Keepsake Quilt. I had several made for my children/grandchildren from my mom's clothes after she passed. Beautiful keepsake and treasure of memories. I was in Minnesota at the time, now looking for someone in the New Lenox, IL area to quilt for a mom who lost her son. I thank everyone in advance for your reply.

   • ANSWER:

5. QUESTION:
   In expensive homemade christmas gift ideas?
   I know Im starting early but otherwise ill never get it done, i want to made my friends a homemade gift, but i don't want to hear answer like h/m cards (boring) or no-sew quilts. Something fun for me to make and something my friends will love and treasure, btw i am 13 and so are my friends. Thanks soo much

   • ANSWER:
     Make a collage of pictures of you and your friends and frame it. You can also cut out words or phrases from magazines and include those in the collage. Or, pick your favorite picture and design a frame. Also, you could make a small scrapbook. These are all ideas that I think your friends would love and they could keep it forever as something to look back on.

6. QUESTION:
   What's the best "trash to treasure" item you've ever recovered from a neighbor's curb on garbage day?
   My 3 best:
   A quilt rack shelf that I painted black. It is the centerpiece for my living room wall with all my french poster art.

   A large Bissell Shampoo Vaccum. I gave it the lady who cleans my office who is starting her own cleaning company. She was thrilled.

   2 very comfy lawn chairs!

   I don't make it a habit of combing the curbs, nor am I a hobo FYI

   • ANSWER:
     I have found two T.V.'s perfect condition, work great, I found the most beautiful doll house, complete with a large baggie full of the little people and furniture!! I gave it to my niece, and she plays with it to this day!! Bird cages, a nice bookshelf, and a large fruitcake tin full of the most beautiful, old fashoined buttons. But I would have to say my luckiest find was a complete set of China!! Actual China so thin you can almost see through it!!

     God I love living in a apartment complex. It seems like I find things all the time.

7. QUESTION:
   Where can I find this couch for cheaper?
   Okay so for my room I found this comforter that I like:
   http://www.garnethill.com/lilly-pulitzer-26-23174-3b-treasure-chest-quilt-and-sham/bedding-home/lilly-pulitzer-home/133439#reviews

   Im not much of a pink person but I like this alot.

   And I want this couch/love seat:
   http://www.pbteen.com/products/cushy-lounge-love-seat-set-and-base/?pkey=clounge-seating
   but cheaper. also what color do you like with the bedding? and what color should I do my walls?
   Please Help me!

   • ANSWER:
     Start hitting the consignment stores. Unlikely to match exactly what you see in a magazine, but you might get close. You can always get it recovered to your liking for less cost than new.

8. QUESTION:
   Please help me find this Romance novel!!!?
   I read this about 10 years ago. I thought it was a Victoria Holt book, but have had no luck finding it. All I remember is that the female main character was using a quilt to find a treasure. At one point in the story she is being nursed back to health by the main male character. I know that isn't much, but hopefully someone knows what book this is! Thank you!

   • ANSWER:
     try looking on this site http://members.aol.com/SGoldst155/CHP_index.html

     It has a listing of all the books written under three of Pen Names of E. A. B. Hibbert (a.k.a Victoria Holt)

9. QUESTION:
   what do you think of this poem?!?!?!?!?!!!!!!!!!! ?
   Theres a little closet
   Labeled My Head
   It has lots of blankets
   Watch where you tread
   Because thy’re faded and musty
   Worn fragile and dusty
   Frankly its disgusting
   Cause they hold they place together

   And the quilts that they came from
   they do not care
   they are not aware.
   To them dispensible, an easy share
   Soon forgotten, worthless fabric squre..
   But they are treasured in here,
   though they spark massive fear;
   because theyre fading fast
   and getting thinner
   they wont last us
   through the winter

   • ANSWER:
     Good idea, good rhythm, not predictable. I like it, keep writing!

10. QUESTION:
    Help! I need a name for my Etsy shop asap. Thanks!?
    I need help coming up with a fun/cute unique name for my etsy shop. I will sell a variety of things including quilts, pot holders, table runners, aprons, recipe jars, pillowcases, as well as selling some vintage items. I wanted to incorporate the word Lamb possibly, I need it to be something that is good for selling both handmade and vintage items. My only ideas so far are...The Vintage Lamb Shop, Fancy Lamb Designs, JennaLou's Treasures, but I don't love any of those. Any thoughts? Thanks so much.

    • ANSWER:
      Lamb Of The Detached
      Lamb Downfall
      Lamb Skill And The Program
      Lamb Over Express
      Lamb Novice
      Lamb Of The Controller
      Lamb Homicide And The Hyena
      About Lamb
      Lamb Cradle And The Donkey
      Lamb Of The Drunken Rupture
      Lamb Plaque
      Lamb Balogna
      Lamb Afternoon And The Melting Fame
      Roasted Lamb And The Music
      Lamb Zucchini
      Lamb About Raid
      Bloated Lamb
      Lamb Shit
      Lamb Of The Pity
      Muffled Lamb
      Lamb Of Mexican
      Lamb Of Suspended
      Lamb Of Essence
      Lamb Juvenile
      Lamb Emerald
      Lamb Panda
      Consumed Lamb
      Analog Lamb
      Warlock Of Lamb
      Lamb Dignity
      Musical Lamb And The Thing
      Below Lamb
      Skanky Lamb
      Defined Lamb
      Selfless Lamb
      Lamb Zeppelin
      Lamb Of Dreaded
      Down Lamb
      Lamb On Triplet
      Fancy Lamb

      Acronyms:

      Last Acceptable Magazine Balance (LAMB)
      Liberal Apparatus Misfortune Bath (LAMB)
      Love Apple Meeting Buddy (LAMB)
      Leather Abducted Manner Bargains (LAMB)

      ...But I couldn't think of a name with lamb in it.

11. QUESTION:
    Short Story - names for villain and a lost city?
    It was a seemingly beautiful and picturesque day, on the 1st of November 2009 in London, Uk, when Nathan Whitefield, a charmingly voracious explorer, with his sluggishly deteriorated old clothes and his somewhat ravishing appearance; woke up alongside Darren Walter, a fellow dexterous and nimble explorer, who was short and stubby, had a repellent white beard, eyebrows that would surpass the brim of his hat, and slightly crippling appearance that was accompanied by an impulsive scent of rum.
    The pair had intended on searching the immaculate home of of Nathan's great grandfather, Sir Francis Whitefield a famously unorthodox treasure explorer, who utterly vanished following his attempt on finding the riches located at the mysterious lost city of (insert name here)

    As Nathan rose from his wear sleep, pulling the unfamiliar quilt around him, he instantly reached for his gear, not willing to waste and credible time that may be used for his determined search for Francis's treasure.

    “Ugh!,” yelled Nathan arrogantly, as he bizarrely slammed his head against the wall. And suddenly the meek wall that once stood amongst Nathan, dispatched and revealed a lavish and glorious library.
    “Hey Walter look what I found!” Yelled Nathan in complete disbelief as he profoundly stumbled into a secretly enclosed room.

    “Wha-what is it?” replied Walter in amazement.
    The pair radically ran into the library in complete amazement, not believing what they were witnessing; the library was humbly exquisite as the furniture was plated in ruby encrusted gold, and all of Francis's courageous findings were well documented, and specifically explained throughout throughout the libraries interior.

    Within the merciful library laid, Francis's most prized possession, his personal journal. AN object that Nathan had desired his whole life, in order to retrieve his great grandfather's findings, and claim them as part of his families already prolific legacy.
    Nathan hesitantly approached the main desk by which the journal lay, it was absolutely faultless , he couldn't comprehend that he had finally found what he was searching for, for the past 10 years. As he grasped the book, his blood began trembling beneath his skin and fingers, whilst sweat began dripping down his face uncontrollably, he reached for he first page and read:

    3rd March, 1843
    We thought our journey of finding the lost treasure at the forgotten city of (insert name here) would be completely harmless, but we were wrong. Today we embarked on a treacherous journey throughout the mysterious and unscrupulous pacific islands to locate the lost treasure. As we arrived as the island we were forced to combat several other explorers, and locate and dissemble several of the traps planned by the Aztecs themselves. If anyone is to find this journal I have identified the location of the island as well as the treasure itself, and may I warn you the island is far more dangerous than we could have ever anticipated.

    “We have to get to this treasure Walter!” Pleaded Nathan in complete delight.
    “But you heard what he said, its far too dangerous” interrupted Walter fearfully.
    “Well it doesn't matter, we have to get to this no matter what”pleaded Nathan convincingly.
    “Ok then we'll go find this treasure, but it better be worth it.” Replied Walter arrogantly.

    As another day went by, Nathan alongside Walter, decided to embark on their journey to find the lost treasure of (insert name here), with the intention of using Walter's own means of transport, his aeroplane; the plane was decades old, it was odiously rusty, completely depraved of safety features, and its wings appeared to barely function. As the engine started and the graceless plane took flight the two experienced constant cacophonous “clutters” and “thuds”, as the planes extremely poor state became evident. Though despite these issues, the two were determined on finding the lost treasure and in doing so left London to find the city of (insert name here) in the Pacific Isles.

    Whilst approaching the unique island, using the specific co-ordinates identified in Francis's journal, they noticed a feeble looking ship on the coast of the island; It was ghastly, rotten, and surrounded
    by the deteriorating and foul flora that had been produced as a result of the ships ancient presence within the surrounding luxurious waters.
    As Nathan and Walter dispatched the graceless plane, they noticed that the gloomy ship did not belong to Sir Francis as they first thought, but to a mercenary, who formally set about deceitfully tracking Francis and claiming his findings as his own whilst obtaining the ravishing riches that were left behind.
    “Hey Nate, I'm real sorry but I'm starting to regret doing this.” Said Walter in definite fear.
    “Well, I guess I'll have to go at it alone, won't I? Replied Nathan courageously.
    As Nathan continued his exploration alone, he fearfully yet excitingly approached the ancient and rotten ship, expect

    • ANSWER:
      dunwood peninsula
      and
      charles

      mwahhahahaafaskjdfasdfa'

12. QUESTION:
    I have a story I want to continue, do you like it?
    I have no title, it was for a school project:
    My mum is crying. I sit weeping too in the car seat made for my little brother, but now I’m in it. I had no time when we got in, no time to readjust or sit even in my own seat, it was get in and drive away, no time, no time. I stare out the glazed window, the fog hardly has let up since we started driving, how long ago? 20 minutes, 5 hours, I don’t know, time is irrelevant. I look up to see my mum crying again, her lashes drip salty bitter tear of hate, hate for the man who came to our house, hate for my father for taking Max and not telling us where he was going, hate for me even, that I have to tag along. My thoughts blur away and I can tell it now I am tired and that is that. At least there is one thing in this whole car not shrouded in mystery, I am tired, I am tired until I rest, but I don’t want to rest because then that thought, that I am tired thought will be gone and nothing will be real anymore. My mum whispers a question a question I don’t hear, maybe it’s a question that’s important or maybe it is an are you ok type of question, the one that makes you so sure you are until your whole world falls apart, until all you have to hang on to is an I am tired thought. I find myself slumping against the door and nodding, why am I nodding at my mum? I don’t know, it is just another mystery in our car, this car, the one I am in, another sure thing, I am in this car, I am in this car, I am tired and I am in this car.

    I was so sure of things before we arrived, so sure that we would get there and all the things I thought were fake would be real, except that man, except him. I am not sure any more, I am not alright like I tell my mum as I wake up slumped against the door, I am not so sure that I am ok either, not like I felt when I thought I was home in my bed when I woke up. I am in an apartment, but that is alright, it’s not nice but my family is here and that makes it better. Max is here and daddy is here and we all hug and kiss and there’s a few more things I can hang on to, my family is here, I am in an apartment, I am loved, I am me. Why was I not me before? I know I wasn’t. This is another car mystery, one that will melt away now like all the others, like the where are Max and daddy ones that I know are gone, they are here. I am happy, I think I am, I am me now, I am loved, these are what matter, I am happy. I take a peek in the drawers of this apartment, I find perfume, I find a hair tie, I find left behind things, left behind things are another mystery, maybe the car is not the only mystery place here anymore. I walk to my mum and hug her, I hug her tightly and I feel her muscles relax and I feel her hug me back. Then I feel a not so happy thing, I feel a tear slide into my hair and her body shakes with a sob, it is so hidden, but I am a treasure hunter and I find it and I am not as happy. I go to my room, my room and Max’s room, our room. I sit on the quilted covers, the patchwork is like a grandma quilt, one only for her special grandkids, only them, I am not them, this quilt is not mine, I am not home, where am I? I am here in this old apartment, this old dilapidated apartment, it is not nice, it is a mean apartment, it is a bad apartment because it is not my home.

    I leave the house. I am not in the house, I am in the mean apartment, but my mum says it is to be called the house that is typical. I like that word, typical is classic, is usual, is a word that was wrong the way I used it. My mum is not typical, in fact that is almost an oxymoron, typical mums do not drive away and make you stay in a mean apartment with a lot of left behind things. I start to cry, my mum was crying in the mystery car, we are crying together, away but together, and that is hardly typical.

    I go to the school, it is not school, it is the school, it is mean and nasty like the apartment, it is bad and it is stupid, it is horrible with horrible kids who say horrible stuff. I run away, that is how my life is now, running away, I ran away with my mum and daddy and Max, we ran to the mean apartment and now I have run away to the school. Now I run away more, more than I knew I could, I run fast, I always run fast but now I run away from no one, to nowhere, I cannot escape and forget like my mum wants us all to, I cannot escape my mind, I am not me, I was sure, but I am not me. I scream in my head, my brain is about to explode, hate and fury and horrible thoughts are popping up like annoying whack-a-moles and I can’t do a thing about it, I am fighting whack-a-mole thoughts but nobody bothered to give me a hammer. I cry, this is also another usual thing, it is typical, it is classic, it is just as bad as running away and I am not me, I am here, but I know I am not me anymore.

    Sorry it's so long, you can read one paragraph and comment on that or something
    Just because of the two answers I've gotten so far, this is supposed to be straight out of her thoughts, just he rhtoughts, no editing and thoughts tend to repeat and have no real 'sentences' so if you want to critizice on that, this is why, it's because it's supposed to be raw thoughts with no grammatical correction or perfect sentences and no repatition

    • ANSWER:
      Well, the first sentences were a bit shaky. I'm not sure though if the verbs are right or wrong. And easy on the repeating words. But, I guess it's alright.

13. QUESTION:
    My cat smells and drools, help!?
    My cat is 16 years old and she smells of her cat food and has bad breath, we cant brush her teeth because she bites and gets scared quite easily, she also drools and her fur is quite matty( like matte), follow the link for a picture of a cat with matte fur, btw this isnt my cat..http://www.vetanimalhouse.co.uk/images/cat_dematt_1%5B1%5D.jpg

    my mum was going to take her to the vets but were scared they might put her down because of her age&she is the treasured family cat.
    Also when she sleeps she leaves fur all over the quilt and brown marks from where shes dribbled, shes a indoor cat so she couldn't have caught it from any other cat.
    Please help me and my family because we dont know what to do..
    p.s we live in the united kingdom so there isnt any medicines or tablets that america have.
    thankyou:)

    • ANSWER:
      You need to take your cat to the vet. It is unlikely that a vet will put her down, just because she is sixteen. I also live in the UK, and vets have always left the final decision to me when dealing with any of my previous ageing cats. Really she should have been groomed over the years to avoid her coat matting, and it also sounds as though she has got problems with her teeth and gums.
      The vet will deal with her, and probably tranquilise her prior to dealing with the fur and teeth, so avoiding too much stress. Once she has been attended to, you could have a few more years to enjoy her and she you.

14. QUESTION:
    Do you think a hope chest is old fashioned? and if given the chance would/did you keep one?
    I suppose I'm a little old fashioned, it might have something to do with how I was raised, but I have a toy box that my dad built me when I was little, but has since turned into a hope chest. I keep a quilt my grandma hand sewed as a girl, a quilt my great grandma made, a set of dishes that were found in my grandma's attic as well as my baby album and my American girl doll that I would like to pass on one day. I guess I'm asking if you think I might be a little old fashioned for treasuring every item I place in it in hopes of using it for the future. My mom never had one but says she has one through me.

    • ANSWER:
      bless you sarah
      i have an old beat up footlocker that once belonged to my dad
      in it now i keep my most precious treasures and memories
      there within lays hope and the future of hope
      old fashion as it may seem, the air has never tasted better

15. QUESTION:
    Please tell me what you think about my story!?!?!?
    ----She’s always here--- (title)

    ‘Wake up young lady!’
    I reached over and tightly grasped my rose gold cross.
    ‘It’s only the beginning of the year!’Your motivation has gone, you never complete your homework, nor do you even bother to pay attention in my lesson!’
    ‘I wonder why’ I deeply thought.
    My heart felt like it was broken into a thousand pieces. I keep so much to myself. It’s infuriating knowing you can’t tell anyone about how you feel. I want a breakthrough, I need freedom- immediately!
    I hate being coy. I hate waking up every morning as though there was no tomorrow. I just want to see her now!
    ‘Bring, Bring, Bring, Bring’. I grabbed my backpack, gold cross and diary and scurried out of the blatant classroom.
    As I was running, a queer feeling hit me. I pivoted around swiftly. All I could hear was a strange gushing sound. Shivers ran up and down my spine and my legs started to tremble. I felt a rather familiar presence swipe past me.
    ‘Be very careful.’ Twelve o’clock tonight upholds your fate.’ I sharply tilted my head. No one was there.
    I felt perplexed and distraught at the same time. I don’t even have any friends at this odd place. Who in the world would bother to talk to me anyway?
    That night I lie on my soft, feathery bed quilt waiting in anticipation. Sweat dripped down my bloated face. Catching my reflection in the mirror brought back a treasured memory like no other. As I smear my mascara and lightly bluff my cheeks with sweet lavender powder, I imagine how it use to be.
    My mum wrapped her arms around me as though no evil force could counteract between us. I felt like I was floating beyond the azure sky and the stormy clouds, to heaven.
    ’Make sure you never lose this gold cross, it symbolises love, luck and safety.’ I suddenly felt the presence I had come across earlier. Rain started to pelt down furiously like a drummer hitting their cymbals and snare. Terror
    It was twelve o’clock. I clutched my cross tightly and prayed as I closed my eyes. I tossed and turned in my bed as ambivalent emotions drained in and out of my vile mind.
    Suddenly, I heard a heavy bang on my door. It continued until I jolted out of my bed and screamed at the top of my lungs. I helplessly dragged myself underneath my bed and tightly curled my body. I heard one of my three locks crack open. I hesitated and held my cross. They cracked open the second lock. I squeezed my cross even tighter and thought about her even deeper. I couldn’t believe my eyes when they couldn’t open the door even though all the locks were open. My mouth dropped as I stared in awe.
    After a few minutes they succumb to the situation. Never was I to expect what painstaking message they carelessly left for me.
    ‘We will to it to you as we did to her.’ That’s when it hit me. I finally found the answer I was searching for all my life, all in the hands of two murderers.
    Being psychologically trapped between unknown barriers has laid out very little hope for me to reach any potential. Being an orphan and living with foster parents is a life in which no child should have to live. I believe my mother is always with me no matter where I am or no matter what situation I am faced with. We live in each other forever and ever. Anything you believe in will exist. I knew it was my mum that at that door protecting me.
    I kissed my cross and smiled with contentment.
    arhh lyli she was murdered, i was hoping thats the message i was trying to get across..

    • ANSWER:
      I understood the overall message and about the mother being dead. It was good but the beginng went kinda quickly and maybe you should give the character a name.

16. QUESTION:
    i finally finished my poem how does it sound?
    I'm 12 and i have to turn this in tomarrow .
    i just wantted to see how it sounds so far i think im finished and i'm waiting for an opinion..thanks

    My Grandparents Special Gifts

    Paint me a picture Yayo,
    one that will last forever
    Fine yellow streaks of sunlight,
    with clouds that are fluffy and white.
    Guide my hand and help me through
    The painting process as you do.
    For this moment I cherish in my heart
    Your precious gift from God for art

    Bake me a cake Yaya
    One with senses that can't be replaced
    With a vanilla aroma surrounding us,
    And creamy milk that shines with lust
    Direct me while stirring the bowl,
    To cleaning the kitchen high and low
    for this I will surely treasure
    Your precious talents of homemade pleasures

    Tell me a story Abuelo,
    one that can be passed on for generations
    telling theses sentences and phrases,
    leaves me thinking and amazes.
    Teaching me choices good and bad
    Looking up to you because you're never mad,
    For this gift is awarded first place,
    Your precious gift of being friendly with grace

    Sew me a dress Abuela,
    one with linens that I won't forget
    work the machine and watch your foot tap
    while I'm sitting upon your lap.
    Steer me while patching complicated quilts,
    To knitting a hat and see how it’s being built.
    Each stitch with kindness and love,
    Your precious talents of hand-work from above

    All my grandparents have a special gift I adore,
    I couldn’t ask for anything more.

    • ANSWER:
      its good girl and you 12 i am to but my poems suck well can you email me at candace22brown@yahoo.com please i need friends i only have 1 friend on mine please email me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

17. QUESTION:
    what does these quote mean from the Bluest Eye?
    Quote 2: "We loved him. Even after what came later, there was no bitterness in our memory of him." pg. 16
    Quote 3: "Adults, older girls, shops, magazines, newspapers, window sign - all the world had agreed that a blue-eyed, yellow-haired, pink-skinned doll was what every girl child treasured. 'Here,' they said, 'this is beautiful, and if you are on this day "worthy" you may have it.'" pp. 20-21
    Quote 4: "They slipped in and out of the box of peeling gray, making no stir in the neighborhood, no sound in the labor force, and no wave in the mayor's office. Each member of the family in his own cell of consciousness, each making his own patchwork quilt of reality - collecting fragments of experience here, pieces of information there. From the tiny impressions gleaned from one another, they created a sense of belonging and tried to make do with the way they found each other." pg. 34
    Quote 5: "Long hours she sat looking in the mirror, trying to discover the secret of the ugliness, the ugliness that made her ignored or despised at school, by teachers and classmates alike." pg. 45
    Quote 6: "Dandelions. A dart of affection leaps out from her to them. But they do not look at her and do not send love back. She thinks, 'They are ugly. They are weeds.' Preoccupied with that revelation, she trips on the sidewalk crack. Anger stirs and wakes in her; it opens its mouth, and like a hot-mouthed puppy, laps up the dredges of her shame. Anger is better. There is a sense of being in anger. A reality and presence. An awareness of worth." pg. 50
    Quote 7: "It was their contempt for their own blackness that gave the first insult its teeth. They seemed to have taken all of their smoothly cultivated ignorance, their exquisitely learned self-hatred, their elaborately designed hopelessness and sucked it all up into a fiery cone of scorn that had burned for ages in the hollows of their minds - cooled - and spilled over lips of outrage, consuming whatever was in its path." pg. 65
    Quote 8: "'I am cute! And you ugly! Black and ugly black e mos. I am cute!'" pg. 73
    Quote 9: "White kids; his mother did not like him to play with niggers. She had explained to him the difference between colored people and niggers. They were easily identifiable. Colored people were neat and quiet; niggers were dirty and loud." pg. 87
    Quote 10: "Pauline and Cholly loved each other. He seemed to relish her company and even to enjoy her country ways and lack of knowledge about city things. He talked with her about her foot and asked, when they walked through the town or in the fields, if she were tired. Instead of ignoring her infirmity, pretending it was not there, he made it seem like something special and endearing. For the first time Pauline felt that her bad foot was an asset. And he did touch her, firmly but gently, just as she had dreamed. But minus the gloom of setting suns and lonely river banks. She was secure and grateful; he was kind and lively. She had not known there was so much laughter in the world." pg. 115-16

    • ANSWER:
      It seems as though if you had read your assignment you'd easily be able to figure out what everything means. The structure and wording is simple and pretty straight forward. It's not Shakespeare.

18. QUESTION:
    Do you think a hope chest is old fashioned? and if given the chance would/did you keep one?
    I suppose I'm a little old fashioned, it might have something to do with how I was raised, but I have a toy box that my dad built me when I was little, but has since turned into a hope chest. I keep a quilt my grandma hand sewed as a girl, a quilt my great grandma made, a set of dishes that were found in my grandma's attic as well as my baby album and my American girl doll that I would like to pass on one day. I guess I'm asking if you think I might be a little old fashioned for treasuring every item I place in it in hopes of using it for the future. My mom never had one but says she has one through me.
    oh, and I'm 18 so I will be using these things in the near future (hopefully!)

    • ANSWER:
      There's NOTHING wrong with doing that. I think it's really cool.