Back in 1977 I was twelve years old and very shy. I hated being in groups and had problems fitting in. So you can imagine how I felt when my teacher announced that every student was required to pick from a selection of craft-based group activities as an extra class. The list was diverse, and although I can’t quite remember them all, most had to do with handmade efforts. One was guitar lessons, but you had to have your own guitar. I didn’t.
I had a friend who was of like mind and interest, so we decided to choose the most unlikely activity: Handmade Dolls! It was close to Mother’s Day and we thought it would make a nice gift. So we two boys and a room full of girls (!!!) started sewing and stitching, and I eventually came out with this:
I thought she was cute!
She used to have a little bonnet but it has since been lost. She is now 40 years old and looking a bit faded.
Not to brag, but I do remember the teacher saying that I was one of the best students and I remember helping many of the girls with their stitching. Where that came from I can’t imagine!
This doll was made using a large pop bottle as a base. I think I used a Pepsi or Coke bottle. The bottle was filled with sand to weigh it down and keep it from tipping over. A cloth sock was pulled over the bottle as well as the Styrofoam ball which was used for the head.
The cloth was cotton:
Here is a closer look at my fine-stitched hemline:
Still holding after all this time!
My mother taped a note on the bottom to remind her of when the doll was made:
My mother is now suffering the early effects of Alzheimer’s disease and has forgotten all about the doll made by her son so long ago. It used to be displayed in her kitchen but I recently found it on the floor in a corner as I was helping my parents pack for their recent move. My mother looked at it without recognition and asked if I’d like to have it.
She’s still smiling!
I reclaimed it as a memento to remember the better times and it now belongs to my wife.
I’m glad I was able to go against character way back when and produce this wonderful keepsake!
What a wonderful creation Lee. I’m sorry that your mother is suffering from that dreadful disease – my prayers go out to you and all your family. Thank you for sharing something so personal with all of us.
Thank you, Mike. We’re trying to focus on the little moments.