My Own Geraldine

Not my doll but perhaps something like her.


I am discovering that my memories of my dolls are very slim. I probably received a doll for Christmas every year until I was twelve and the only doll names I remember are Betsy, Geraldine, and I think I had a Melinda. Grandma Emma’s middle name was Melinda and I think I may have named one doll for her.

Geraldine was a rag doll that my mom made for me and I liked her a lot, perhaps better than, but surely as well as, any of my other dolls.

One year before Christmas my Aunt Theona asked me if she could borrow Geraldine because she knew a little girl that had a doll like that and she wanted to make some clothes for her. I gladly let her borrow my doll to help provide a nice present for some little girl. I had no idea at all that the little girl she had in mind was me!
How surprised I was on Christmas morning. Grandpap Baker had made me a small wooden toy box, which delighted me, and inside it I found the doll clothes that my aunt had made. I still feel good about that Christmas gift. Geraldine has been gone for many, many years, but I still have the toy box, and I cherish the memory.

When I was looking for a picture of a ragdoll I discovered that ragdoll is so named because when they are held they go limp and droop, —I think it’s from, “limp as a rag!”. And then I discovered that there is a breed of cat called Ragdoll, and that’s because they like to be with people and are apparently the kind of cat that doesn’t mind hanging over your arm when you pick them up. I love learning new things. I wish I remembered more about Geraldine and her other doll sisters.

About NJ

I love to write! I realized in 9th grade that I really enjoyed writing. Every two weeks we had assigned topics that we were to use to write an essay. I liked writing the essays. I'm a mom and a grandma. None of my family live nearby, but they visit when they are able to come. I've been a pastor's wife and a grade school teacher. Now I'm retired and enjoying visiting others, and indulging myself in my hobbies, --writing and art activities. I'm very thankful for the blessings in life.
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2 Responses to My Own Geraldine

  1. Sally says:

    🙂 Sweet memory!

    Have a blessed, happy Easter, Nancy. ((hugs))

  2. Nancy Kocher says:

    I thought they were called rag dolls because they were made from scraps of fabric. I like the explanation you gave so much better. My mother made me a rag doll too. What a special gift your Aunt gave you!

    I made a version of Raggedy Ann and Andy dolls and put the little heart on the chests. I gave one to my neighbor’s little girl when she could barely talk and she called it her Luz you baby because of the heart on it’s chest. I thought that was so sweet.

    I also made 31 Cabbage Patch type dolls and gave 30 away. I still have one. A little boy dressed as a WV Mountaineer football player.

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