My father was diagnosed with Leukemia just a few months before I was born...so from that time until I was seven, I watched and waited for my father to die. Now as awful as that sounds, and believe me, it had its awful moments, which I'm so not going to remember right now, my father kept as bright a disposition as he could considering.
My mother, bless her, had to take care of him, and there were repeated stays in the hospital. After one particular operation, my father came home with a scar on the right side of his stomach that needed cleaned and dressed a few times each day. I was fascinated by this 5 inch long tear in my father. And every time I watched my mother tend him, my father would make up a new story to explain the "wound." I wish I could remember all of the different ways he explained its appearance...because everyday I would share a smile and a laugh with him...and we would, for a tiny brief second, believe it to be real.
Now that I'm older...older than he ever was allowed to live in fact, I realize he made that story up as much for himself as he did for me. He realized that sometimes you have to misunderstand the truth in order to forget it.
2006-10-07 13:41:41
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answered by gotalife 7
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I used to think that sprinkler hose attachments were my friends and that windshield wipers were out to get me. I used to think that all school teachers lived together and never had to go to the bathroom and that school buses were gonna catch on fire if they were driven for too long. When I was four, my forehead was a "fourhead" because I was four, so my dad had a twenty-two head. And since he laced up his work boots so fast that I couldn't keep up with what he was doing, I felt he should've been in a contest so he could win it. And the first time I saw my parents crying, I thought it was my fault.
2006-10-08 10:50:52
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answered by Antny 5
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A Christmas Play. Taft ,Oregon Elementary School. I was about seven years old. The curtain came down and I was in front of it. The audience laughed so loud that I tried the same thing twice. I was pulled back. Even then I was a ham.
2006-10-08 00:08:01
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answered by Anonymous
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I developed "I'm being have (behave)" on my own around 1 1/2 yrs old. The quarter moon was the "bacon moon". Owls were called "ookie". Cats do not like water, so I put the cat and a donut in the tub, which was full of water.
2006-10-08 14:57:03
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answered by Anonymous
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Me and my brother were in a shoe store once when we were kids, looking at all the cool shoes that we couldn't afford. We both believed that the shoes were like sports cars, and that the really expensive pairs would make you go really fast. My brother pointed to a particularly fancy-looking pair and asked the salesperson: "how fast do those ones go?" The salesperson answered, without missing a beat, "as fast as the person in them". We were both so dejected.
2006-10-07 20:48:09
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answered by opifan64 5
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My aunt used to take me to a cemetary when I was young (I'm not sure why) and if I was noisy, she told me I'd wake everyone up. For the longest time after that, I assumed that once you got old enough, they just put you in a box and buried you. There you sat in the dark with nothing to do. Ever.
2006-10-08 10:14:16
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answered by a kinder, gentler me 7
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Washer machines. Since I could not see the inside, I always imagined bunch of hands washing the clothes.
2006-10-07 16:20:20
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answered by Apollo 7
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I once found a condom in my parents' bedroom. I opened it up and voila....a wonderful water balloon.....it was simply hilarious.....
Have you ever put water into a condom. The quantity it holds is amazing.
Do they really think the condom is supposed to hold that much sperm? LOL
Oh yeah, probably for all those superstuds out there......wink
2006-10-07 17:13:22
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answered by Anonymous
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I was soo stupid...i hate to think about it, but I thought that the Female genitalia was called a Kidney..
2006-10-07 16:18:49
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answered by FavoredbyU 5
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My Dad used to lie to us and tell us that all fish were like killer pirhanas.
My sister and I used to crap ourselves everytime mum got frozen fish out of the freezer...honestly!!
2006-10-07 19:27:44
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answered by Ichi 7
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