I don’t know how often do you change your broom to sweep the floors, but in my family they last in average around one year. Maybe by you it’s much more, but now I would like to share some interesting facts and pictures about my Dear Mother and her household (and it’s not a bobbe ma’ase, although she is a Bobbe (Grandmother)).
A few years ago whole our family came to Israel to visit my parents. After I used my DM’s bathroom, I curiously asked her: “Isn’t that broom was by us in Kiev, Ukraine?” My DM affirmed it, she added that the scoop is also from there… When Henya heard it she got shocked: what??? Are trying to say that this broom is over 20 years old??? My Mother said: yes, and I’m using it always to sweep the house. Well, the broom and the scoop are still there, by my DM, and she is still using them. This time she told me her secret: the broom touches the floor only when used, otherwise it’s hanged on the shoe-lace. I still think that the items of her household just scared not to behave nicely. (Remember, that Sunday, when Henya had to go Philadelphia completely unexpectedly to visit her GM, my Mother stayed with all the kids, since I was at work the whole day, and managed them easily. My DS#2, who has a problem to follow the instructions especially during the summer, told Henya: “You know Mommy, Bobby(GM) made me to do things!..”)
Oh, I forgot, there is another possibility. In Russia things were made to last, if not forever, but at least for a long time even being used. This time I had more time to stay by my DM, so I found more stuff from my childhood.
For example, this small and quite elephant, I used to sock all of its parts when I was a baby.
Also in my first years I liked to play with these matryoshkas. This table-lamp was used for doing my homework during high school years.
Yes, sometimes it lit my table the whole night because even then I didn’t liked to go to sleep. It’s just a few things among many others that 20-40-60 years old and still in use by my DM. But what kind of pillow case Mommy is giving me to use when I go to rest (finally)? – of course the one that her Dear Aunt made by herself for HER dowry (she also put her initials).
She was born in 1892, so it’s over 100 years old and still perfectly OK. She lived with us in Kiev after becoming a widow and took care of me until I was 16. So, when I lay down my head, I have very good and warm memories.