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fly on the wall
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10/26/2007 2:34:43 AM
The day I changed my grade on my report card.
I'll never forget that day. I had never gotten an F before but I just wasn't interested in science. On top of that, my teacher Mr. Lehman (pronounced Leeman) did not like my style of writing and all his tests were essay questions. That's not to say I had any familiarity with the material because it was a time (7th grade) when I was learning not to care.
Sooo, the dreaded day came and there it was, a big ugly F. I couldn't face my parents, this I knew, but I was still unprepared. I had hoped beyond hope that this bastard would have mercy on me. It occured to me that an F could be a B if I doctored the grade. I looked thru my desk to find the proper writing utensil and voila, there it was, a dark blue colored pencil that seemed to be almost identical to the color of the writing of the B. The bell rang for the end of school and I made a stop at the boy's bathroom, stepping into a stall to perpetrate my first horrific deceitful crime. It was rather easy, turning the F into a B. I didn't do a perfect job though, I'd give me a C minus for my artful trickery, it was a tad sloppy.
I got off the bus and presented my report card to my mom and the dining room was active with my aunt and sister sitting at the table too. My sister perused my report card and asked slyly and somewhat hatefully (I was the last born and she always competed) "Is that a B?" I said yes and changed the subject. When I look back I'm pretty sure they knew. Every report card I got that year, I had to turn that same F into a B and then back into an F when I turned the signed report card back in. It was a hell of a burden for a no longer innocent kid.
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Verity
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10/26/2007 7:23:47 AM
It's been a strange week and here is another example. I came on line to prepare a Blog entitled "Confessions" to give everyone a chance to clear their consciences - what do I find? Someone must have read my mind and got in first because obviously it's better to own up freely than as a result of a Verity 'half Nelson' {ask SP if you don't get that ref}.
So if 'Fly on the wall' doesn't mind I'd like to hijack this blog to my own evil ends and ask you to all "COME CLEAN"
I guess I'll have to start....OK Mom, it WAS me who graffitied Mr Bingley's garage door but I had good reason...but actually I can't recall what that was now - I guess you knew all along really but you never punished me, just let me burn up with guilt :)
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Tony Vani and Debbie Hoskin
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10/26/2007 7:30:45 AM
That is a very funny but equally sad story.
What is sad is the schooling system, how basically they condition us, at some point, to stop caring.......for you that was about grade 7. Still, we learn to be creative and adapt somehow, as you did, by cheating. LOL (good for you) I think the educational system is not fit for humans and only caters to certain learning styles, leaving everyone else feeling inadequate and stifled.
I think you deserved a A+ for that story. LOL
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Verity
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10/26/2007 7:42:03 AM
What's this Deb? No confession? tut tut :)
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Tony Vani and Debbie Hoskin
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10/26/2007 7:51:50 AM
Oh I have lots of things to confess to..............I just have to decide which one isn't too damaging for my squeaky clean image. LOL
OK I promise I'll come up with something good........Lets see.......hmmmmmmmm....I know I'm bad......I know I'm bad.......It's coming................Let me go and call my Mother....... She'll remind me. She alway said to people "debbie is not a bad girl. She just doesn't like rules" LOL
I'll be back!
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Texas Willie
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10/26/2007 8:52:00 AM
OMG! There is not enough room here!
But I will try to come up with something!
Texas Willie
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Stegor
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10/26/2007 12:08:26 PM
That was a good read, Fly. I'll give it a shot -
Why do 12 year old boys get such a kick out of breaking things? Once upon a time there was this condemned house, just down the road a ways from my house. It had been vacant for quite some time, and it was due to be demolished soon. So a couple of friends and I decided we'd speed up the process. You know, help them out and get it started a little early.
It wasn't too tough to get in, I think we just opened the back door. We decided to start with the windows. What could be more fun than that? We looked around for some junk to throw and found some miscellaneous pots and pans in the kitchen. They did the trick quite well. One of my cohorts found an empty quart mayonnaise jar and wound up for the throw. As I was standing behind him, anticipating the thrill of shattering glass-on-glass, I saw something move outside the window. I grabbed his arm - just as old Mrs. Nichols pressed her face against it. He dropped the jar and we jumped through one of the windows we had already broken and headed for the woods.
I'll never forget the lesson we learned. We convinced ourselves we were doing something harmless, when in reality a split second difference in timing or a few inches difference in proximity it could have been a horrible tragedy.
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SILVERWOODSTUDIO
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10/26/2007 5:23:24 PM
------re guilt accrued while young--------
At the age of about 8 years, my friend and I decided we wanted to blow something up---we were into toy soldiers and cowboy stuff so as it was coming up to Guy Fawkes the local dairy (shop) was selling fireworks.
My friend watched Mr Kettle (the Grocer) and when he was preoccupied, gave me the nod, and I stole a packet of Double Happys ( bangers) and we scuttled off to the park--------where we buried them! My friend at this stage got very nervous and we both ran home!
Unfortunately for me my friend had to go back past the shop--------where he saw Mr Kettle looking at him, and feeling guilty he spilled the beans on me!!?
Whae he arrived home he rang me and told me what had happened, ------and I spent the next few months avoiding the shop which wasn't easy, as my parents often sent me there for milk bread etc------they must have wondered why I took so long-----I had to walk miles to get to the shop in the next suburb about 2kms away!
I have never stolen anything since!
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Bat Lenny
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10/31/2007 2:44:48 PM
I just sort of stumbled back onto this one. It occurs to me that with a few more stories like these we could write a blockbuster screenplay!
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SILVERWOODSTUDIO
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10/31/2007 4:31:44 PM
Called---------???
"Guilt" ?
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