But no ones can remember the good things that I have done. Dad would say: You, you, you, dumb B…. and Mom would say: now Dad, watch what you say, you don’t want the other kids to hear!
I spent more time in the wood shed than I did in the house. It got so this is where I kept all my personal things, like my collection of bugs , marbles a jack knife that didn’t have a blade, some string and a piece of hard candy that I saved from last Christmas, along with my shirts pants, under wear, I didn’t have any socks or a belt.
Like I said: I wasn’t a bad kid, it was that no one every was around when I done good things. Once a kitten got it’s head stuck in a bottle and I broke the bottle off his head to free him or her. At that time I didn’t know how to tell them apart. Then one time a lady gave me a whole box full of kittens to take home, Dad made me take them right back. One time a towel slipped from my hands and went down the toilet stool, I ran to tell the bigger people, they didn’t believe me. But they tried to flush it and water ran all over and I got into trouble again. I didn’t hear the story about the little Dutch boy, with his thumb stuck in the dike, until much later, You know, the one where he cried wolf once too often. I thought all people that live around water could swim!
BELIEVE ME ! The little girl took them off by herself, it wasn’t me! And that time the milk bottle got broke on the side walk. I wasn’t any where close by. And I was robbed when you sent me to the store to get some cookies. And that wasn’t the reason for my stomach ache when you thought I had ate them all. I was a good kid, you just watched me at the wrong times!
Tick tock, tick tock…
One day at Kindergarten, the teacher was teaching us how to play music in a band, She gave some kids a little drum to pound on, others were give bells to ring, rattle to shake, chimes to ring and sticks to bang together, She gave me a whistle to blow. I took it home to show Mom and Dad what I had learned that day, Dad took it away and I have never seen it again.
Tick tock, tick tock.
On the first day of school, the teacher gave us seats to set in, she showed us where to hang our hats and coats and showed us which bath rooms to use, They both had a sign that started with a circle on top then a line going cross ways under it and an “ up-side down Y’, The girls had a triangle shape thing on their Y. The seats were suppose to be in alphabetical order, but most of the kids couldn’t spell so it was a real mess. My seat was in the second roll way back at the end. I thought the teacher really liked me, she kept me after school almost every day.
Tick Tock, Tick Tock,
I spent more time in the wood shed than I did in the house. It got so this is where I kept all my personal things, like my collection of bugs , marbles a jack knife that didn’t have a blade, some string and a piece of hard candy that I saved from last Christmas, along with my shirts pants, under wear, I didn’t have any socks or a belt.
Like I said: I wasn’t a bad kid, it was that no one every was around when I done good things. Once a kitten got it’s head stuck in a bottle and I broke the bottle off his head to free him or her. At that time I didn’t know how to tell them apart. Then one time a lady gave me a whole box full of kittens to take home, Dad made me take them right back. One time a towel slipped from my hands and went down the toilet stool, I ran to tell the bigger people, they didn’t believe me. But they tried to flush it and water ran all over and I got into trouble again. I didn’t hear the story about the little Dutch boy, with his thumb stuck in the dike, until much later, You know, the one where he cried wolf once too often. I thought all people that live around water could swim!
BELIEVE ME ! The little girl took them off by herself, it wasn’t me! And that time the milk bottle got broke on the side walk. I wasn’t any where close by. And I was robbed when you sent me to the store to get some cookies. And that wasn’t the reason for my stomach ache when you thought I had ate them all. I was a good kid, you just watched me at the wrong times!
Tick tock, tick tock…
One day at Kindergarten, the teacher was teaching us how to play music in a band, She gave some kids a little drum to pound on, others were give bells to ring, rattle to shake, chimes to ring and sticks to bang together, She gave me a whistle to blow. I took it home to show Mom and Dad what I had learned that day, Dad took it away and I have never seen it again.
Tick tock, tick tock.
On the first day of school, the teacher gave us seats to set in, she showed us where to hang our hats and coats and showed us which bath rooms to use, They both had a sign that started with a circle on top then a line going cross ways under it and an “ up-side down Y’, The girls had a triangle shape thing on their Y. The seats were suppose to be in alphabetical order, but most of the kids couldn’t spell so it was a real mess. My seat was in the second roll way back at the end. I thought the teacher really liked me, she kept me after school almost every day.
Tick Tock, Tick Tock,
At the end of each year, the teacher would give all the kids a test, My test paper never had anything on it that I knew. Some how there was a miss-understanding, she thought she was to teach me, I didn’t understand that at the beginning. At one time, they wouldn’t let me eat lunch with the other kids, so I went home. A few days later, they came looking for me, I WAS IN THE WOOD SHED.
Tick tock , Tick tock…
Summer time vacation finally arrived, Mom and Dad made a long list of things for me to do. From dawn to dusk they kept me busy. On Sunday mornings Grandma took us kids to Sunday school. Sunday afternoon, I had to help Grandpa clean the hen house. The days passed fast and it was time to start school again, It was a different school this year, but the same old teacher. The class had three boys and all the rest were girls. Yes, it was another bad year. The next year, everyone was moved up one grade, that is everyone but me, the teacher failed to teach me anything, so it was special education for me with the Same Old Teacher.
The school was having a exhibit in the gymnasium. I was good at working with wood and built a number of things and I wanted to put my bird house on display, but they said No, they though it was built by my father. They didn’t know how close they came to having the gymnasium burnt down.
Tick tock, tick tock…
There was an old Italian guy that sold coal to people for heat in the winter, He gave me a job of unloading coal from railroad cars. There were tons and tons of coal in them cars. He paid me by the car load, not by the hour, He was one of them smart Italians. He was called “Joe Coal” You had to unload the whole car to get any money from him…
Life goes on Tick tock, tick tock.
People were talking war, no matter where you were. Everyone wanted a uniform to wear. I was too young and had to stay home. I could march and talk big talk, but some of us had to stay home and protect people from the enemy. Two years go by, I am under age, but I go into the Navy, I was almost fifteen and big for my age, A little lie here and there wouldn’t hurt any. I still can’t swim, but the Navy has life jackets for everyone. I get training here and training there and everywhere I go I get more training and I start to remember the things I have learned, Then I am promoted to an upper grade and again I get promoted. Hey, I am somebody to recon with. Now where is that damn Teacher ? she married, change her name and disappeared in the crowd.
After I was discharged, I was having girl trouble. There were just too many of them wanting to be seen with a uniform. A Hero I wasn’t, but I did fall down and got hurt once, got drunk and fell! I was a Navy Sea Bee, I buzzed here and buzzed there and moved around a lot.
No, I wasn’t a Bad kid.
By; Ben R.
10/25/2010
Tick tock , Tick tock…
Summer time vacation finally arrived, Mom and Dad made a long list of things for me to do. From dawn to dusk they kept me busy. On Sunday mornings Grandma took us kids to Sunday school. Sunday afternoon, I had to help Grandpa clean the hen house. The days passed fast and it was time to start school again, It was a different school this year, but the same old teacher. The class had three boys and all the rest were girls. Yes, it was another bad year. The next year, everyone was moved up one grade, that is everyone but me, the teacher failed to teach me anything, so it was special education for me with the Same Old Teacher.
The school was having a exhibit in the gymnasium. I was good at working with wood and built a number of things and I wanted to put my bird house on display, but they said No, they though it was built by my father. They didn’t know how close they came to having the gymnasium burnt down.
Tick tock, tick tock…
There was an old Italian guy that sold coal to people for heat in the winter, He gave me a job of unloading coal from railroad cars. There were tons and tons of coal in them cars. He paid me by the car load, not by the hour, He was one of them smart Italians. He was called “Joe Coal” You had to unload the whole car to get any money from him…
Life goes on Tick tock, tick tock.
People were talking war, no matter where you were. Everyone wanted a uniform to wear. I was too young and had to stay home. I could march and talk big talk, but some of us had to stay home and protect people from the enemy. Two years go by, I am under age, but I go into the Navy, I was almost fifteen and big for my age, A little lie here and there wouldn’t hurt any. I still can’t swim, but the Navy has life jackets for everyone. I get training here and training there and everywhere I go I get more training and I start to remember the things I have learned, Then I am promoted to an upper grade and again I get promoted. Hey, I am somebody to recon with. Now where is that damn Teacher ? she married, change her name and disappeared in the crowd.
After I was discharged, I was having girl trouble. There were just too many of them wanting to be seen with a uniform. A Hero I wasn’t, but I did fall down and got hurt once, got drunk and fell! I was a Navy Sea Bee, I buzzed here and buzzed there and moved around a lot.
No, I wasn’t a Bad kid.
By; Ben R.
10/25/2010
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