I have come to believe that there are two meanings to “egg toss”: the first being a group of children at a function playing an egg toss to see who can win by not breaking the egg, and the second being a group of teenagers in a car, driving down a residential neighborhood, tossing eggs at any thing standing still. For the fourth time in two months, I have washed eggs off our vehicle in our driveway, on our own private property.
As a small child on a farm in the Midwest, I was taught at an early age to go to the hen house and collect the eggs in a basket for Mama to make our breakfast and wonderful homemade cakes etc. We even sold the eggs to a local creamery for grocery money. Somewhere out there is a mother who is missing a dozen or so eggs once a week, thinking the kidlets are eating a lot of omelets while she is away. Just think how children in third world countries would relish the four eggs that I washed off this morning. (And, by the way, the tracks through our yard have diminished somewhat, and I am sure the big rocks have something to do with it.) Wouldn’t it be fun to install a large piece of glass as a shield, and have the egg repel back to the owner? Then who would have egg on their face? And, as that teenager becomes an adult, let’s pray he or she has lots of soap and water when the eggs fly his or her way.
Janet Elmore
Marysville
Talk to us
> Give us your news tips.
> Send us a letter to the editor.
> More Herald contact information.