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- They are pale blue or pink or white they are neatly ironed each Saturday night. Come Sunday morning, they are tied to the braids hanging down past our ears.We wear ribbons every day except Saturday when we wash them by hand, Dell and I side by side at the kitchen sink, rubbing them with Ivory soap then rinsing them beneath cool water.Each of usdreaming of the day our grandmother says You're too old for ribbons.But it feels like that day will never come.When we hang them on the line to dry, we hope they'll blow away in the night breeze but they don't. Come the next morning, they're right where we left them gently moving in the cool air, eager to anchor us to childhood.
- ribbons
- I can't. wait until we are. older so we don't need to wear them
- I hope they will fly away when we put outside
- I picked this one because when i was younger my mom and I would go outside and hang my bows and let them dry and I would hope they would blow away.I remember washing. them and brushing my dolls hair while they dry and sometimes I would wash my dolls clothes and it was really fun. most times my little cousin would be there and we would run around and laugh and just have a good time.
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