Jaimie
Senior Member
Hi,
I have had only a few flashes of memories from a life that ended in the 1920's recently ( before I had tons but have now fortunately been closed, it was too much ).
What has come up - I can't say if it was real or not, which is why I posted this thread.
Not coming from America I have still seen on Television programs about prom night and understand that it is a big deal.
In my flashes this has come up: There was talk about an upcoming event ( Prom ). I was suddenly in my boyfriend ( later husband ) home, the big fancy home, in his father's office ( home office ). There I felt my cheek go red ( of embarrassment and of getting upset with him ). My boyfriend was no where in sight. From what I got out of this moment was that his father did not want me to be serious about his son, and apparently showing up together at prom meant something ??
The other scene is that the boyfriend would look at me in a quick, pissed-off-look, a glance, where he stood in a crowd with other young people. It felt as if we were no more a couple.
I had a very strong feeling that I hated him. And I hated that I still loved him.
I hated also all the girls at the school, or so it felt at the time.
I saw him speaking to another girl. So I hated him. And I thought well, not some nice thoughts about her. She was shining up around him.
Then a scene where I think I was at a library. I could feel that pissed-off-look at me from some corner. He was there to. I chose to look down in my books. Then suddenly, he came storming about. Sat himself prompt down, opposite me at the table. He took his hand over the book I was reading. He was pissed off, again, and yet he wanted to talk to me, but I wanted my book back, and get his hands off it. It ended with me getting up. I had tears in my eyes. I half walked, half ran away from there. I saw him nothing but a bully. I saw that the entire prom thing as another humiliation, something I was not invited to. And now he would go, as if he had to go, but he would go with someone else.
Then, things were either at the beginning of all this or at the end. I can't say. It was as if he tried to pursue me to go. That I said I had no dress did not count. He did not believe it. Besides, he then thought he would get me a dress.
I don't have any flashes of them actually going to the prom.
I have a strong feeling that she did not dare to tell her ex ( ? ) boyfriend about what his father had told her, like it was their secret. I also felt that she thought his father was no nice man at all. Not like her own father. Her own father would treat her boyfriend with kindness, but he was a genuine kind man.
I suppose my question is could parents decide who their son would take to a prom ? I suppose there is something symbolic about this that I just don't understand - could someone please explain this to me ?
In my flashes all of this was so big, so important - and I don't get it.
I think we are in the time period of 1910-1915 or so ? It is difficult to say.
Please - tell ! : )
I would love to know
/ Jaimie
I have had only a few flashes of memories from a life that ended in the 1920's recently ( before I had tons but have now fortunately been closed, it was too much ).
What has come up - I can't say if it was real or not, which is why I posted this thread.
Not coming from America I have still seen on Television programs about prom night and understand that it is a big deal.
In my flashes this has come up: There was talk about an upcoming event ( Prom ). I was suddenly in my boyfriend ( later husband ) home, the big fancy home, in his father's office ( home office ). There I felt my cheek go red ( of embarrassment and of getting upset with him ). My boyfriend was no where in sight. From what I got out of this moment was that his father did not want me to be serious about his son, and apparently showing up together at prom meant something ??
The other scene is that the boyfriend would look at me in a quick, pissed-off-look, a glance, where he stood in a crowd with other young people. It felt as if we were no more a couple.
I had a very strong feeling that I hated him. And I hated that I still loved him.
I hated also all the girls at the school, or so it felt at the time.
I saw him speaking to another girl. So I hated him. And I thought well, not some nice thoughts about her. She was shining up around him.
Then a scene where I think I was at a library. I could feel that pissed-off-look at me from some corner. He was there to. I chose to look down in my books. Then suddenly, he came storming about. Sat himself prompt down, opposite me at the table. He took his hand over the book I was reading. He was pissed off, again, and yet he wanted to talk to me, but I wanted my book back, and get his hands off it. It ended with me getting up. I had tears in my eyes. I half walked, half ran away from there. I saw him nothing but a bully. I saw that the entire prom thing as another humiliation, something I was not invited to. And now he would go, as if he had to go, but he would go with someone else.
Then, things were either at the beginning of all this or at the end. I can't say. It was as if he tried to pursue me to go. That I said I had no dress did not count. He did not believe it. Besides, he then thought he would get me a dress.
I don't have any flashes of them actually going to the prom.
I have a strong feeling that she did not dare to tell her ex ( ? ) boyfriend about what his father had told her, like it was their secret. I also felt that she thought his father was no nice man at all. Not like her own father. Her own father would treat her boyfriend with kindness, but he was a genuine kind man.
I suppose my question is could parents decide who their son would take to a prom ? I suppose there is something symbolic about this that I just don't understand - could someone please explain this to me ?
In my flashes all of this was so big, so important - and I don't get it.
I think we are in the time period of 1910-1915 or so ? It is difficult to say.
Please - tell ! : )
I would love to know
/ Jaimie
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