As you can imagine, I’m a believer in valentines. Like sending a postcard, mailing or giving someone a valentine is a simple way of spreading the love. So I thought I’d venture off the postcard path a bit to share some valentines I’ve given and received over the years. (To stay on the postcard path, check out last year’s Valentine’s Day post.)
Snail elementary school celebrated Valentine’s Day with gusto. Everyone made valentines for the whole class, including the teachers.
This one’s from my main teacher: It’s a pocket of sorts that was filled with goodies.In third grade, I believe, when we were mastering addition and subtraction, our teacher organized a valentine store. It was such a fun week. Basically, we had to “purchase” supplies to make valentines for our families. There was a paper booth, a doily booth, a lace and ribbon booth, and we took turns buying and selling with a generous budget of play money.
This one’s from the assistant to my first or second grade class. She was not popular, but I softened toward her when I found she’d made watercolor valentines personalized for each student, and read the thoughtful words on mine.
The next one’s from our fourth or fifth grade teaching assistant, who I liked off the bat. She was an artist, and I think the design is some sort of print. As for my classmates’ valentines, there were hearts galore:In the valentine with the dried flowers, the heart is translucent, meant to be placed in front of a candle or night light. The girl who made it was from a very homespun New England family. I didn’t quite understand this at the time. I saw how her mom was quite the crafter–knitting, weaving baskets and such–but when she’d refer to something “back East,” I always imagined India.
You can tell we were ’90s kids by the spin art heart!
Looking through my early valentines, many of my favorites have an invented character and/or 3D element:This one’s a magnet.And this one’s a necklace with a modeling clay heart pendant. The boy who made this (originally with both mouse eyes intact) was quite the cartoonist. While most of the boys played football, he and a few friends would spend recess developing animal characters and their worlds. His parents were set designers, and I hear he’s now an actor.
As for this mouse, the loop in its tail held a lollipop. The girl who made it had pet mice. She said her mom once smuggled the mice in her bra so she could bring them on a plane trip!The boy who founded Love Airlines here was quite the inventor. In first or second grade, when our teacher expressed the need for a pointer to indicate things on the chalkboard, this boy made our teacher a wand with a silver star and streamers. From my friend Alex, when we were in fourth grade. (Check out postcards from Alex here.)
Grandma Snail was big on stationary. When I was ten or so, she took me to a stationary shop to pick out writing paper and envelopes of my own. The selection was too old fashioned for me, so when I came across this red snakeskin pattern, that was the one. Grandma Snail bought me such a large stack of it, that about two years later, I was still drowning in it. In sixth grade, I decided to use it to make valentines.
Seventh grade finally saw the last of the red snakeskin–the valentine in the above photo with the playing card.
In snail college, in the week leading up to Valentine’s Day, Anneliese and I combined our craft supplies for some delightful evenings making valentines.
I hope you had some such homemade fun, or found other ways to let those you love know it.
Let me know too! If you dig Snail’s Postcard Post, send me a postcard! If you include your return address, I’ll send you one back.
My human assistant’s address is:
3370 Glendale Blvd. Box 613
Los Angeles, CA 90039
Won’t you be my valentine?