It was all girls and no boys. I got to learn fun things like how to sew and cook. I LOVED this class.
I wish it could go on forever, but it was only for half the year. This class meant so much to me. It was a sheltered little place where I felt secure and did things I enjoyed doing. For me the most important aspect of the class was the pleasant diversion from anxiety I had within myself as a young girl. The classroom was a sanctuary where I could enjoy being a girl and doing feminine things. I received rest from the turmoil of the day and had fun and made friends. How many young girls out there right now feel the same way I did back then? Maybe I am the only one. I am so thankful God allowed me to attend this class and have this special time to feel positive and happy during the day.
My girls are not offered a Home-Ec. class in junior high (the most vulnerable years, when girls feel self conscious), they are offered a nutrition class in high school. Looking back, I learned to "hard cook" an egg from my teacher. I remember her specifically saying, "We don't boil them, so we should not call them hard boiled eggs. We cook them gently." I learned to set a table and wash dishes. I learned to sew a straight seem, and that fabric must be shrunk before sewing. The skills I learned built my assurance and helped me through the shy years. Thank you for listening to one of my thoughts. Please share with me if you have a similar story, I'd enjoy hearing about you.
She gets up while it is still dark;
she provides food for her family
and portions for her servant girls.
She considers a field and buys it;
out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.
She sets about her work vigorously;
her arms are strong for her tasks. Proverbs 31:15-17