itâs been choreographed.
âI know some of your clothes are still on the line and wet,â Katy tells me as she fastens Sarahâs white kapp into place, straightening the strings alongside her chin in a maternal way. âAnd I put your other dirty things from last night in Mammâs wash basket for today.â
âThank you,â I say sleepily.
âSo I thought you probably have no dry clothes to put on. Thatâs why I set out some of my things for you to wear.â Katy points to a teal blue dress and some other things lying overthe foot of my bed. âUnless you want to wear man clothes again.â She giggles. âThen youâll have to borrow something from Zach.â
âDo you always wear man clothes?â Ruth asks me with wide eyes.
âNo,â I mumble. âNot really.â
âZachâs clothes would be too big for her.â Ruth states this in a way that makes her sound older than just ten. âYou should wear Katyâs things, Micah. Youâre about the same size anyway.â
With Ruth watching and making her wry little comments, Katy and Sarah help me get dressed. Iâm embarrassed to admit that I do need help. First there are these funny old-fashioned undergarments, followed by the loose-fitting dress that has no buttons or zippers to keep it closed. Instead, the girls show me how to use straight pins to hold it together. I donât say what Iâm thinking, but really, this seems odd. Who decided straight pins were the correct way to fasten your clothesâand why? It all seems pretty complicated to me, especially for people who admire simplicity.
âYou always pin your clothes together like this?â I ask Katy as sheâs finishing up. âOr is it just because this dress is unfinished or something?â
âThis is how we always dress,â Katy assures me as she secures the last pin. âWe have our reasons.â
âIs it religious?â I ask curiously.
âI canât explain it all right now.â Katy turns around to help Ruth braid her hair, as Sarah pulls on her long black stockings. With Ruthâs braid finished and pinned tightly to the back of her head, Katy secures her white kapp snugly into place with more pins.
âDo I wear a kapp too?â I ask Katy. Iâm kind of getting into this now. Itâs like wearing a costume. It might be fun to parade about like an Amish girl for one day. At least until my own clothes are ready to wear.
âNo, Micah. Thereâs no reason for a kapp ,â Katy tells me.
âWhy not?â Ruth asks her big sister.
âShe is not really Amish,â Katy says.
âA woman is not supposed to go out with her head uncovered,â Ruth points out to her sister.
âOr with her hair down,â Katy adds. The youngest sister is studying me now, almost as if she doesnât quite know what to make of me. Iâm sure Iâm an amusement to all three of them.
âHow about if I put my hair in a braid,â I suggest. âI sometimes do that at home.â
â Ja , that would be good, I think,â Sarah says with childlike authority.
âMamm will appreciate it.â Katy gives Ruth a gentle shove toward the door. âTime to do chores. The chickens are hungry.â
âBreakfast is at 7:00,â Sarah informs me.
âDonât be late,â Ruth warns.
Suddenly the three girls are gone and the room is quiet. For some reason, the image of Zachâs sisters getting ready for the day reminded me of a scene from Fiddler on the Roof . Lizzie and I had small parts in the musical last year, so I know it pretty well. As I finish getting dressed, pulling on the black stockings, the âMatchmakerâ song starts going through my head. I tie my athletic shoes, which look slightly out of place with my old-fashioned outfit, deciding that the Miller family isnât so unlike Tevyeâs. Itâs as if the Amish are
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