Today I was looking through my old dairy and I found an entry that I wrote a very long time ago. It was an early morning during a Sunday in September of 1965 and I was just nine years old. I woke up to mumma calling my name, ” Dottie, Dottie get up”.
I wasn’t very happy as I was dreaming about my lovely mum. I dreamt that she had come to take me away. She took me in one of those big union Castle ships that called to St. Helena often.
Grandmum always called me to wake up when I got to the good bit. I never did get to see my real mums face but then I really don’t know my mum and would not have recognized her anyway.
I was only a baby when she left me eight years ago. I jumped out of bed and got dressed as muma handed me a shopping list that she would call a chit (sheet). She would tell me to go and give it to Poppa Crowie . I ran all the way up through Deadwood through to Longwood and arrive at Mrs. Emily Willams’s shop.
I arrived at the shop and it was closed. I walked all the way down the long path to Poppa Harolds little cottage and knocked on his door. He wasn’t very happy and told me that mumma shouldn’t have sent me to his house at 7 o’clock on a sunday morning . He quickly got dressed and opened the shop and gave me everything that muma had written on the shopping chit (sheet), as I was leaving I said to him mumma said that she will pay you when the ship comes in next week. Thank you very much sir. We always said mam and sir to show respect back then.
I have been in many shops in my travels but none of them will ever be as special as Poppa Harold’s little shop at Longwood and I say may God bless Poppa Harold Crowie and his kindness to me on that sunday morning all those many years ago.
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