Here’s a story…
When I asked for a story yesterday, I needed it for a sermon today in class. Here’s what I came up with…
One of my favorite games as a child was Candy Land. You know the game – you’re a gingerbread boy or gingerbread girl. Your objective is to navigate a colored pathway while surviving treacherous obstacles like the Molasses Swamp and Gumdrop Mountain. With each card I would draw, the game would become more intense for me.
Every time my dad’s family would get together, I would ambush my Aunt Patsy and Uncle Don with the board game. Sometimes, they wouldn’t even make it to my Grandma’s porch without my asking the question, “Wanna play Candy Land?” And like all good aunts and uncles, they would play with me.
I know the experience wasn’t always pleasant for them. I was a sore loser and a much poorer winner. Whenever I would win the game, I’d stand up and walk around, beating an imaginary snare drum. Then I’d bang on their heads saying, “I beat you like a drum! Look Mom & Dad – I beat them like a drum.” And they lovingly took the taunting. When I asked to play again, they were always willing to say “Yes.” Conveniently, I would almost always win. And I’d walk around again, beating them like a drum.
It was many years before I found out their dirty little secret about Candy Land. They were cheating! They had stacked the cards in such a way that early in the game I would conveniently draw one of the special cards that would send me to Lollipop Woods or the Ice Cream Float. That would give me an insurmountable lead. And, more important to my aunt and uncle, the game would be over much quicker. I was totally oblivious. So I continued to beat my drum as I celebrated my well-honed Candy Land playing skills.
It got a few laughs. More than I expected. Sure makes you want to hear the rest of the sermon, huh?
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Memories
I loved reading this Story Matt, We are busted, when did you figure out that Uncle Don and I stacked the cards(smiling) We enjoyed each and every 1000+ games of Candyland we played with you, remember you cheating me at the Card Game Old Maid??? We are now even. Thanks for sharing some very special memories. Love you, Aunt Ratsy
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Me? Cheat? Unlike some people, I never cheated at Old Maid! I don’t know what you’re talking about. wink, wink
And it had nothing to do with looking at your cards through a reflection. It was skill, I tell you! All skill!
I think I finally figured out that you were cheating when you told me to do it to one of my cousins.
I assume Amanda passed the link on to you. Have you checked out the rest of the site yet? Make sure to check out the recent pictures of the kids!
By the way, those memories are pretty special to me, too!
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We have so many fond memories of you and Kevin, I have so many stories I hope to pass onto your kids someday when they can appreciate it and now Kevin has a little one I can share these memories with too someday, as far as the relection, it was the fact that you could see through my card due to the lamp that was in the back ground(wink) you were always so smart and so funny, I love both of you boys as if you were my own, I have looked at your page but its been awhile I will check it out, keep in touch,
Love you,
Aunt Ratsy
Yes Amanda told me about the story I also passed on your link to Jason he is on his way back to school, he just left here, I told him I would send him the link
Be good.
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That’s right! It was the lamp! I was thinking it had to do with a reflection on the TV.
You know, if I knew what you were talking about.
I can’t wait to hear you tell the kids about the jello in the ear! Hopefully, we’ll be moving back to Indiana soon so they’ll have more opportunities to hear the stories.
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The jello in the ear was about the funniest and you flashing me at Ky Lake, Uncle Don and I walked in late and u were little bitty guy, your mom and Grandmama were trying clothes on you, you ran out naked as a Jay Bird and said AUNT RATSY then you ran back into the room, it was soooo funny, I have so many stories and pictures Im just keeping until the time comes, I sure hope you come back home, soon.
Take care,
Aunt Ratsy
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Ah yes, I remember the flasher story. I remember it quite well.
OK – I don’t remember actually doing it, but I definitely remember you telling me about it. In fact, I can almost hear you saying what you wrote.
It’s a classic!