Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Question The Heel

I grew up poor and we had very little money and too many kids. Therefore our dinners (and lunches) consisted of TONS of Peanut Butter & Jelly Sandwiches. There were a three of us kids so that's what we'd eat. My mom would often fix our supper. Now I'm not a big fan of "the heel" in a loaf of bread. But my mom seemed to almost make SURE that out of all of us, I had at least one heel on my sandwich, and sometimes even TWO heels on one sandwich! I was disgusted with her for a long time about this. Over and over again I'd get heels, heels, heels! This went on for too long and I never said a word. Finally one day I sat down and looked at my sandwich with the heel and asked my brothers, "Anyone else want the heel?" My mom stopped her sandwich making and looked up, "You don't like the heels?" I answered , "Well, NO, I hate them really". She then told me one of my brothers had told her long ago that I LOVED the heels and wanted them! So all this time she'd been making sure I got heels! Lesson learned: maybe STOP someone if they're doing something strange you don't like, question it!

3 comments:

Tina-cious.com said...

ROFL!!

All those eaten heeled sandwiches!!

Poor kid... LOL

Jude said...

Sounds like your brother didn't want to get stuck with the heel and he found a way around it...lol.

My Mom would flip the heel over so I would think it was a regular slice.

shane rocket said...

I would pound him even today! I never eat the heel. *g* knows better than to even offer it.....