History of Aprons!
Remember making aprons in Home Economics?
I recently received an email that gave the 'history of aprons'. I don't know how authentic it is but it certainly brought back memories of my Mum, mother-in-law and nanna who would always wear their aprons around home, they don't tend to too much now-a-days. Viewing blogs though there does seem to be a resurgance of these quite practical items of clothing!
Here was the contents of the email....
I don't think our kids know what an apron is.The principal use of Grandma's apron was to protect the dress underneath, because she only had a few, it was easier to wash aprons than dresses and they used less material, but along with that, it served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.
It was wonderful for drying children's tears, and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears.
From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.
When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids.
And when the weather was cold, grandma wrapped it around her arms.
Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove.
Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron.
From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables. After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls.
In the fall, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.
When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.
When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner.
It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that 'old-time apron' that served so many purposes.
Remember...Grandma used to set her hot baked apple pies on the window sill to cool.
Today we set ours on the window sill to thaw!!
I hope that brought back some fond memories for you.
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