May 20

So here is something of a group shot of the people that we went to the Atalaya with. I'm sure it's not everyone, but you can see the three of the Elders and two fo teh Sisters and then that family of red-heads from the branch. Elder Roundy is down in a hole.


This is a view from where the first photo was shot, looking up onto the wall. Atalaya means fortress or lookout or something like that. It was built in Roman times up on top of one of the hills to protect the port.



Green hills in the northwest of Spain.




These two photos are actually of the trip with Grandma to Granada. One is Grandma looking out on the Alhambra and the other is the hotel we stayed in.





This is a view of the hills of Granada from the Alhambra. If you look carefully, you can see caves in the mountainside where the gypsies live. They've actually made their caves just like houses. Very nicely furnished, with gates and doors just like regular houses.



Mary and Elizabeth jumping into a pool. It seems to me like this is one of the campgrounds we stayed in in Spain itself. If I remember correctly, it was on our way back from Europe.


The Rock of Gibraltar, which, as Daddy pointed out, means "The rock of Gibral's Rock". You had to walk across a landing strip for the British Air Force (?) to get to Gibraltar. We stocked up on English reading while we were there. Jenny

I remember that we went to Gibraltar after we had done most of the European countries and Mommy was insistant that we get a stamp in our passport for Gibraltar. I guess there were a couple of border crossings that we didn't have a stamp for. They had to call a guy to come and stamp us in and then when we came back to go back to Spain the guy wasn't there and we were never stamped out of Gibraltar. We joked about having proof that we were in two places at the same time, since according to our passports we were in both Spain and Gibraltar.

Am I remembering completely wrong that we crossed the straight and visited Ceuta, just so we could say we had been to the African Continent?

Maggie

That's what I remember too- that we rode a bus out to the border of Ceuta and just looked out into the Arab country that was next to it.

Jenny



A front view of our house.

May 13

This week was a dry one for me- I didn't have many memories associated with any of these pictures. Maybe someone else has a memory that will trigger my memories....


The four kids sitting on a wall outside of Toledo, I think. I remember staying in a campground there in Toledo that really felt like it was in the middle of the town, so really the view from the campground was a lot like this- you saw old walls and buildings right outside the tent. And for some reason I remember an incredible yellow full moon rising while we were there in Toledo in the campground. Jenny

The only thing I really remember about Toledo is the letter opener knives that we got there. They looked like the swords that the toreadors would use in the bull fights. They used to sit in Daddy's desk in his room and we would play with them.

Maggie




The fountains inside of the Alhambra.


Another Alhambra fountain.

The pictures of the Alhambra reminded me that when we were travelling around Europe, it seemed like all the major tourist attractions were undergoing renovations. The Alhambra was swathed in plastic, I seem to remember that the Sistine Chapel had scaffolding, and there were several others. Even the Statue of Liberty had been covered up when we went to New York the year before. We laughed and said that we were cursed. I guess we will just all have to go back and see the sights again.

Maggie


A field.


A shot of Mark or Jacob's teacher on a field trip.


Mark and his friends on the bus on the field trip.


Mark and some classmates on their way to a field trip.


Trees. Spanish trees.


A windmill from afar.


A pretty house in the hills.

May 6

The kids and Daddy in front of our house with one of the sisters from our branch. I can't remember her name but she was extremely kind and friendly to us.

I remember the sister with us at the gate. She was the primary president after Ana Granados left on her mission. She was really close to the little girls, I think she may have been their Primary teacher, also. I can’t seem to remember her name either.
Maggie




A family from our Branch.

Elizabeth's class. Elizabeth is on the second row from back, second from right.


This is the front yard of the kids' school. You can see Daddy in the brown pants and Mary's in the foreground with the sister from our branch.


I think the picture of our school is actually from the 'patio' between two identical buildings. I think Liz was in one building, Mark and I were in the other (I don't remember where Maggie's class was). Jacob

Something I have always thought was interesting about the way that the schools were run there (and in Argentina, also) was that the teachers would move around to the different classrooms and the students would stay where they were. I remember that the math that they focused on in fourth grade was long division. We had to do problems like 1978689769766 divided by 8975. We would get assigned a problem right at the end of the morning session and would not be able to go home until we had figured it out. This was later on in the year when we were more confident and could walk home alone. Anyway, I came back to Spring City and got in trouble because I had not memorized the multiplication tables. Another thing was that the Spanish style of cursive writing was much loopier than the American style, and I picked up the loops so I could pass of the handwriting assignments and then had them drummed out of me for the next eight years.

I had my classes in the same building as the boys. Elizabeth was across the way. We would play out in the patio for recess. I remember the first day of school I still had the scab on my face from being hit by the car and during the recess we were playing under the pillars over in Elizabeth’s building and the kids in my class kept pointing to my face and getting really excited, but I could not understand what they were saying. Finally I touched my face and they had been telling me that the big scab next to my eye had fallen off. I remember we used to dare each other to run all the way around Elizabeth’s building and come out the other side, and that the older grade boyfriend/girlfriends would hide back there.
Maggie



Someone's class at school. I don't know whose.

The picture of the classroom is my class. I sat to the left and just behind where the picture ends. We had to sit boy with boy and girl with girl, and then the desks would be separated by a set of boys sitting in front of a set of girls and so on. I guess they figured this would cut down on talking in class.

Maggie


Either Elder Lloyd or Elder Roundy throwing lunch meat from the Atalaya. Elder Roundy was from Logan and he spent one night at our house because Daddy had to be his companion after Elder Lloyd was transfered. He stayed up a lot later than he should have talking to me and Mark and telling us stories about skiing and taking pictures, which were his two passions. He was in Grandma's stake but not in her ward. I think, if I remember correctly, he would have lived in what is now Jacob and Kara's ward. We were so totally addicted to this first group of missionaries because they spoke English with us. Jenny

I recall that we were so attached to the fist few sets of missionaries that Maggie wrote a song about it. 'sing a song of six missionaries M-I-S-S-I-O-N-A-R-Y-S missionaries sing...sing...' for which she was mercilessly teased. Jacob

Right- she had written the words out for a song "Sing a song of six missionaries, Elder Lloyd Elder Roundy Elder......Elder......Sister......and Sister...... So you see, there can be M-I-S-S-A-N-A-R-Y-S missionaries" and then she had written "sing sing" in parentheses and we found it and asked her how the melody went and she was mad at us for teasing us and she wouldn't tell us so we made up our own melody. It was a great song! Just look at what fun lyrics for a 7-year-old to write!!! Hopefully we didn't crush her songwriting abilities with the wierd melody we made to go along with it. Ah, Maggie was great. IS great. Jenny



Four of the missionaries ready for transfer. These were missionaries from the end of our stay. Elder Fawcett is the second from the left and he was from Washington State. I kept writing to him for about a year after we got home. Jenny


This is that shot of the missionaries- Elder Roundy and Maggie throwing meat off the Atalaya.


El Escorial in Madrid- If I remember correctly, this is one of the premier universities in the world and it used to be mainly a Catholic university, or even a seminary. Maybe it used to be a seminary and now it's just a Catholic university?


This may be a side shot of the cathedral there in Murcia- Dad?

April 29

I think I already mentioned how we would just pull over somewhere and eat meals out of our van when we were traveling. I don't know where this particular picture was taken.


This is a view from the Alhambra, looking out onto Granada, actually the tour that I went on with Grandma Farrer and Daddy.


Dry fields


This slide is labeled as "downtown Cartagena, but I'm not sure if it's really Cartagena, or if it's a view of La Manga.


Dia de brujos. I remember that I was much too old and sophisticated to dress up for this holiday........ I was actually pretty sad. I do remember that it wasn't the same day as our Halloween, but I can't remember when it was. Mommy had to be pretty creative, considering the fact that we hadn't packed Halloween costumes. Jacob was a football player (Riley Nelson got a kick out of this picture, with the Hawaii team still being the Rainbows, since they're now the Warriors?, Elizabeth was a flapper, Mary was a flamenco dancer, Maggie was a baby, and Mark was a surfer, right? Did you guys go trick or treating? Or were there just school carnivals? Jenny

I was in a program of some sort at my school, and I danced the flamenco (or sevillana, or some watered-down version of something) with a blonde boy from my class. One of the teachers or someone gave me the dress to use, then agreed to let me keep it, since it looked so cute and would be a good recuerdo. She also gave me some little plastic castinets that I had for a while after coming home, but finally threw away because they were pretty useless. Mary

I don't remember having a school party for "Dia de Brujas" but I seem to remember a branch party. That is one thing I miss about overseas wards and branches, that they would think of any reason to get together and party, whereas here in the United States we have our quarterly ward parties and think that is enough socializing. Anyway, I remember that we wore the costumes to the church because I yelled at one of the Sister Missionaries for not dressing up in honor of the occasion and she pointed out that she was wearing her companion's name tag, and had come as the other sister.

Maggie

This is the view down the street Alfonso XIII (trece) from the school where Daddy worked. It was a couple of blocks from my school and every once in a while I would walk there and get a ride home from him. There was a kid in my class, Francisco, who took classes there and I could just walk with him. Daddy wasn't his teacher though. It was an English school, and the two memories I have of Daddy's job were that we went there once or twice and watched really old movies in English- The Sound of Music, I think, and something else. And also that he was trying for most of the year to compile a list of English sayings for his boss and the other teachers to use, so every once in a while one of us would come up with one and run to him saying, "What's good for the goose is good for the gander!" Except I don't think we all used that one......
Jenny

I remember going somewhere and watching movies in English. One of the movies that we watched was a mystery or something and it scared me for years afterwards, because one of the victims died with his eyes open. I didn't know that was possible. Mary


I do not know what this is. But it reminded me of the fact that buildings that obviously have some kind of history behind them were just scattered around in Europe. There would be old crumbly castles that it seemed no one paid attention to- where we thought they were the neatest thing. People just build houses and stores right next door and just lived with scenes like this in their backyards. Jenny


Daddy near hedge arch- I think this was on the trip with me and Grandma Farrer.


Jacob and Mary near hedges in the Alhambra gardens


Daddy and the kids on one of the beaches near Cartagena? I think it's one of the two that I always get confused, the Christmas tree one and the switchback one. There was also one where the missionaries once baptised someone, but this doesn't look like the right one. Jenny

Sorry, Jenny, I'm not remembering much this week. The picture of the four younger kids standing next to Daddy on the beach made me think about how Jenny and Mark did not really like to be in the pictures in Spain. They would either get out of being in the shot entirely or would make funny faces at the camera. Mommy would get mad and yell at them. I am guessing that Jenny and Mark were both there that day but did not want to be in the picture. I also think it was when we first got to Cartagena, since my hair had not been chopped off yet. I think Mommy took me to the barber a month or so into our stay and had them cut my hair short.

Maggie

April 22

This is the beautiful churches episode of the slide show, with a little "Maggie's concert" thrown in.


This is Maggie's concert. She'll need to do the remembering.

The program that I have in my scrapbook says that the choir was an all-school choir. I remember that my teacher was the director, so I had thought it was just for my class. Now that I think about it, it seems like he thought it would be a big coup to have an american singing in their choir, and talked me into joining it. The program also says it was sponsored by the "Concejalia de Educacion". Maggie

This is the front of the Ayuntamiento, or city hall.





I think this is in the south of France near the Spanish border. We saw in on our way to tour Italy and Switzerland in the furgoneta. Dad


View from the top of the Cathedral in Murcia.
You can see the rounded top of the facade in the background.

Dad






I think this is that building in Seville that I already mentioned Daddy told us that part of Lawrence of Arabia was filmed there.. Mary and Elizabeth are chasing the birds.




A scene along the highway in Andalucia when we went down there for the Christmas Holidays. Dad


I think this is in France near Chartres. Dad


Our completely home-decorated Christmas tree. This is taken from the middle of our living room. THis is where Mark would slide in on his stockinged feet as if possessed and assume the role of Dangerous Dan? Disco Dan? Whenever he heard the song "You Won't Go To The Ball" by Simply Red? The Communards? He would dance a smooth disco. (Jenny)

I seem to remember making sucker angels for the tree but I can't see them in the picture. Am I remembering a different year, or had we all eaten the suckers by the time the picture was taken?

Maggie

Christmas morning. My Christmas memory is that Mommy and Daddy told us that we wouldn't get very much for Christmas and that we could ask for one small thing. So there was a two-tape collection of all of the songs that had been popular that year that I thought would be great to have and bring home to show everyone the popular songs of Spain and I asked for that. And I remember we were on our last shopping trip and I kept reminding Mommy and Daddy and they kept saying that they just didn't know, it was probably a little too expensive... (about $12) and then Daddy ended up having to leave the rest of us to go look for Mark because we could find him and I had a really big meltdown crying about how it wasn't fair, that was the only thing I wanted, boo hoo, and finally Mommy got angry and said, "Oh for heaven's sake, we got you the tapes but we thought you would want to at least have a little surprise about it on Christmas morning, but no, now you know exactly what you're getting, are you happy?" And I wasn't. They were right. They always are. I would have rather been surprised but I ruined it myself with my whining. (Jenny)

I remember that I got a little basket sewing kit for Christmas. Mommy was always embroidering the pillowcases that she had taken with her and I was always asking to help so she got me my own sewing box and she let me cut up the underwear that the younger girls and I had outgrown and make clothes for the Barbie Dolls. She told me to be especially careful with the box, becuase it had cost more than she had budgeted to spend, and I had better appreciate it. I still have the box, it holds all my recuerdos from Spain, my S pin from high school and my Miss Spring City sash.

I also remember that Grandma sent us Multicultural Barbies for Christmas and the one she found for me was a Spanish Flamenco Dancer. Mommy would not let me play with it, since it was so nice looking and I remember being angry about that, but since I still have the doll, and it still looks nice and new, I have to agree with her.

Maggie

I got a mom and baby Barbie from Grandma and Grandpa Farrer. We took our presents to the branch Christmas party to put under the tree for decoration and one small portion of the paper from my present was scratched, so I also know that the box was baby blue with tiny pink hearts. I was a little upset that my Barbie was a mom, because I guess that didn't fit the image that I had of Barbie.

In the stairway picture, Maggie is wearing a purple jacket. Elizabeth and I had matching jackets, too, one pink and the other blue. Because of hand-me-downs, I had all three, so I can't remember whether my original jacket was pink or blue. Bizzie might remember which hers was.
Mary Jane






Cathedral in Murcia- at least that's what the slide said. No memories here, although I'm pretty sure that's me in the pinkish orange next to Mark in the yellow and Jacob in the blue and gray in front of the fountain. (Jenny)

Don't remember much about the churches. I do remember getting frustrated and mad at Mommy and Daddy that we had to stop and see EVERY single church in Europe (or so it seemed). Maggie