From the point of view of Minnie Drudge
Back in the days, molasses was very important. We use to put it on everything. One day, during Sunday dinner, I was asked to get a jug of molasses from the porch. When I got there, I took off the lid of the barrel and there was a dead mouse lying on top of the molasses. Being in need, I didn’t want to waste it all so…
I scooped off the mouse and grabbed my jug full and ran back in the house. I didn’t dare tell a soul because I knew my picky sisters would freak out. Three years later, I ended up telling them and they almost puked at the thought of it. Plus I got a wooden spoon across the butt, but to me, the molasses was worth it.
Alexandra Osborne, Secondary 2, English Class, École Mgr Scheffer