I am an only child, but I was lucky enough to grow up with a family that lived behind us and they had 4 kids, so I'm not a total freak in as much as I got plenty of interaction with other kids. I have a distinct memory of being at their house, I must have been 5 or so, and the little brother in the house had gotten hold of a butcher knife from the kitchen. I guess I was the oldest kid in the room (or the most responsible, as people always tell me that I was born an adult) because I remember thinking, "Aw, man, I gotta get this thing away from him", so I did. For some reason, it took me a while to figure out what I should do with it, and, wouldn't you know, this was the precise time that the mother appeared in the room. Despite my protests, and no help from the other kids, I got in "big trouble". You remember "big trouble", don't you? That was back when kids actually feared consequences, though, I'm sure no one could actually quantify what "big trouble" involved. The little brother? He's in Iraq, now. I'm thinking I may have totally disrupted his formative weapons training in the name of safety, that's a heavy load to bear. I'm comforted by the fact that maybe he works in supplies or something.
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Ain't that always the way. This is what happened to me, getting into trouble for my little brother's actions. At least that's what I've been telling myself for lo, these last 30 years.
born an adult...or just a really good actress?
Archie Bunker: Edith, that was an order.
Edith Bunker: I ain't taking no orders. I can be a Sunshine lady if I wanna be. And I wanna be. And I am.
Archie Bunker: You are in trouble, Edith. You are in big trouble.
Edith Bunker: No, you are. 'Cause I ain't getting your dinner on the table until you take back what you said.
Archie Bunker: What I said goes. And you don't gotta get no dinner for me 'cause I'm going down to Kelsey's.
Edith Bunker: Oh no. You ain't gonna slam this door in my face 'cause this time it's gonna be your face AND I'M GONNA BE THE SLAMMER.
I remember those days. I am the middle child and I always got punished for everything, even if it wasn't my fault.
Boy, did this bring back memories. I remember being so afraid of GETTING IN TROUBLE. I think I feared it worse than death.
My youngest son was suspended from school for 2 days for smoking in the hall. I know that he didn't smoke, but he wouldn't rat on his friends who were smoking and had sense enough to leave.
Maybe, just maybe, you saved his life at that moment so that he could go to Iraq. You are the HERO!
I think I know this guy. He DOES work in supply. He's the one that hands out the bayonets.
old horsetail snake - THAT's FUNNY!
I'm almost afraid to ask, but what prompted that memory?
The one time I tried taking a knife away from someone I ended up with a deep cut across my hand.
-G
No good deed goes unpunished.
Ah, memories of the only child syndrome! While learning to write my name I took a safety pin and etched an "N" into my parents dresser mirror. I tried to blame it on the next door neighbor but Mom just didn't buy Sharon writing the first initial of my name into their mirror. Why not??
Recently, I pointed out to my Dad that he had spanked me for breaking the limb on the apple tree in the back yard. I told him that actually my brother had done the breaking and all these 32 years later I was still mad that he had spanked me. His response? "Well, that just makes up for one of the times I DIDN'T catch you!"