Thursday, September 10, 2009

The hole in the attic

In the house I grew up in was an attic. The floor of the attic was wide where you got though the trap door at the east end but there was just rafters that you walked on at the west end. I don't know what my sister was looking for but one day she went up in the attic and walked to the west end on the narrow boards. Are those called rafters? When she was over my brother Allan's room she slipped and her leg came through the ceiling. There was much excitement getting her out without making the hole larger and then my mother plastered the ceiling. I don't know if it has been replastered by a professional but while I was growing up it was a reminder to be careful if you went west in the attic.

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