I have a cukoo clock that makes me smile because of three reasons: one it reminds me of my Grandma Stoker. My Grandma had one in her dining room on the wall with the built-in buffet/mirror. The second reason is because she didn't have a Cukoo Clock.
Just recently when I was visiting with my mom and the subject of my clock came up, she informed me that Grandma's clock wasn't a Cukoo Clock, just an imitation. My Grandma was a very frugal woman. She loved nice things, but rarely paid for them and would settle for the knock-off because of her modesty, personal and financial. She passed away when I was 13, just a couple days before my birthday. I have many wonderful memories of her; as I grow older, I am beginning to understand her and appreciate her for who she was. She is someone I have strived to be like.
Life has a way of coming full circle, as a child, family was most important. As I left for college and moved away from home, my focus was on separating myself from who I was to become what I thought was a better person. As I have matured, I notice I embrass anything that reminds me of good memories from home.
The third reason is that I don't particularly like Cukoo Clocks! My clock still reminds me of my Grandma and her clock, but now the memory is accompanied with a laugh to myself.
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
My Cukoo Clock
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I honestly don't remember that cuckoo clock. My mom has one though, and it's utterly annoying! Probably because it's always been right outside the bedroom that I used to have and still stay in when I go to her house. Anyways, when I was there last weekend to go visit Rusty, the stinkin' cuckoo clock woke me up at least 5 different times! Not even joking! lol
What a great story! I almost forget what Grandma looked like. Thanks for sharing that! ~Ashley
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