For blog post three we have to connect an item from My Name is Margret to an item in my story. In My Name is Margret the casserole dish that was handed down to Mrs. Cullinan from her mother is what I will be connecting. In my story I will be connecting my chain and Italian horn (Cornicello).
About a year ago me and a couple of my friends were in the Springfield mall, when we passed Kay Jewelers. My one friend Kelly wanted to stop in and try to find a pendant for his chain. We were talking to the sales person for a while just looking at the catalog. After about 30 minutes of talking to the sales rep I started to think to myself how I kind of wanted a chain but I didn’t want to just be copying my other friends. Then Kelly said, “Yo Bucc, you should get a chain.” I was hesitant at first because they were expensive and I thought I was going to either break it or lose it. Then the sales rep showed me the chains they had available. The first thing he asked me was, “What kind of chain are you looking for? We have gold or sterling silver.” I know I didn’t want a gold one because all my other friends have a gold one. So I said, “I want a sterling silver chain”. He said, “Ok, here are all the sterling silver chains we have”. It wasn’t a lot but they still had a good selection. He left me and my friends alone for about ten minutes then came back and asked, “Is there anything you like or have questions about.” I said, "Yeah" and I started asking him prices. After I found the one I wanted I asked, "How much is this one?" He said, “Three hundred dollars.” I was a little weary about the price at first then Kelly said, “That’s actually not bad for that chain.” So I bought it and I thought to myself, “Do I even look good with a chain on, or do I look like an idiot." When I got home my mom saw it and said, “I like it, are you going to get a pendant for it?” I replied, “Yeah, I think I’m going to get a crucifix or just a cross.” She didn’t really like that idea, but she also didn’t really have a say in it. The next day I went to work and my coworkers were asking me about my chain. My one coworker said, “You should get an Italian horn for it.” I asked, “What’s an Italian horn?” he said, “It’s a symbol of fertility and luck in Italian culture. You are mostly Italian right?” I said, “Yeah I’m seventy-five percent Italian.” He told me I couldn’t get it myself though because its bad luck if you buy it for yourself. After about a week my grandmom asked, “What do you want for Christmas?” I said, “I don’t know, I haven’t really thought about it.” Then she asked, “Do you want me to get you an Italian horn for your chain." I asked her, “How do you know about that.” She said, “Somebody told me about it.” So I said, “Yeah, I’ll take that.” So I gave her my chain and the next day she got me it. I was surprised when I first saw it, and asked her, “Why is it so big?” She said, “That’s what the girl at the store said it had to be because it’s a big chain.” So I said, “Ok, thank you for the Christmas present, love you”. She replied with, “No problem honey.” Everybody was asking me what I had on my chain for the first couple of days. They all thought it was a sperm or something. I told them what it was and the meaning behind it. I love it, I hope I can wear it for the rest of my life and pass it on to my children when they grow up. Just like the casserole dish in My Name is Margret that Mrs. Cullinan’s family passed down to her.
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