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friggingawesome) wrote2015-09-13 01:59 am
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100 OC Questions
Part 1: The Basics (13 out of 14)
Part 2: Growing Up (4 out of 12)
Part 3: Past Influences (9 out of 11)
Part 4: Beliefs and Opinions (8 out of 13)
Part 5: Relationships with Others
Part 6: Likes and Dislikes
Part 7: Self Images &etc.
Part 2: Growing Up (4 out of 12)
Part 3: Past Influences (9 out of 11)
Part 4: Beliefs and Opinions (8 out of 13)
Part 5: Relationships with Others
Part 6: Likes and Dislikes
Part 7: Self Images &etc.
Who are/were your parents?
My mother’s an apple farmer, just like the rest of her family have been since those trees were planted three hundred years ago. Boy are they big now! Nowadays my two brothers have taken over the actual land management and Ma looks after the grandkids, but back in the day she’d tie her skirts round her hips and shimmy up those trees to rattle the apples into her basket by hand.
My father was a cooper: that’s a barrel maker for those not up on their lingo. He and my mother met when he was a wet-eared apprentice visiting the farm to help deliver barrels to my grandfather. It was love at first sight - well, something at first sight, since my elder brother was born nine months later! He was a bit of a slacker when he was younger but my mother whipped him into shape- don’t ask me if that was literally too! Anyway, by the time I was old enough to know what was going on they’d found a good trade together, him making the barrels for our farm and for the neighbours. I don’t think his craftsmaster was too impressed by him sniping up the trade.
Pa passed on five years ago. He’s buried under a sapling. Ma likes to make a pie from his apples for his birthday. Morbid, I know, but she's always been the practical one, and she says it'd be a shame to let those apples go to waste.