The Front Porch Swing

[Beekissed]

Just got that....too much!

Poor dad....

 

[LeslieDJoyce]

   Just got that....too much!    Poor dad....

No disrespect to the swan!

(I'm grounded, aren't I?)

 

[Beekissed]

Here's my contribution for the day...get out the tissues, girls! She's a little pitchy at times but she wrote an amazing song and has an amazing voice...love this song!

 

[Blooie]

Pull up a bucket and pour some tea. Got a little story to tell ya. Katie came home from school and told us her teacher thought she had taken a pencil from another little girl. She wasn't one bit upset about it, but she said at first she was embarrassed because the other kids knew Annie was mad at Katie. They got it all straightened out, and her teacher was awesome about it. Katie told her she didn't take the pencil, so the teacher called both girls out into the hall, got to the bottom of what happened, then took them back in and said "Isn't it silly how we sometimes see things differently? I made a mistake and I'm sorry. Annie dropped her pencil when she stood up for recess, and Katie picked it up to give back to her when we came back in. Aren't we lucky to have people in our class to help us? Thank you, Katie." Then she let Katie and Annie sit together for the rest of the day and they even got to work on their art projects together. What a great way to acknowledge that a mistake was made. Katie was so matter of fact when she was telling us about it.

Now I wasn't that lucky when I was in school, but I got even. I remember when I was a sophomore being accused of cheating on a math test. It was no big secret that when it came to math I was, um, challenged. (To this day my family hates playing cribbage with me because I have to count the dots on the cards to find the 15's!) I got a B on that test, and I didn't cheat. I just got lucky and 8 out of my 10 guesses were right. But the teacher called me on it in front of the entire class and no amount of tears or protests would clear my name. Naturally Math was the first class of the day and by the end of that day I was stumbling through, crying most of the time while the other kids called me all kinds of names, making horrible jokes and the other teachers looked at me like they expected me to sprout horns. I was never a popular kid to start with and the whole thing just isolated me more. From then on Mr. Graves made me take all of my math tests sitting in a chair next to his desk, facing the rest of the class. I repeat, I didn't cheat....

I saw him many years later at a gas station. I looked at him and said, "Mr. Graves, do you remember me? I'm Diane ***** and you once accused me of cheating on a math test." He looked down his long nose at me and replied, "I remember, and if I accused you then you obviously cheated." How do you fight that?

I'm very ashamed of what I did in response. He had been in the process of writing out his check to pay for his gas when this exchange took place. So I smiled at him and said, "You'll never know for sure though, will you?" Then I looked at the clerk and said, "Mr. Graves has bounced the last five checks he's cashed at my liquor store. You might want to verify this one." Then I left.

 

[Beekissed]

Priceless!!!

Don't be ashamed...it could have taught him a lesson before he dies.

 

[lazy gardener]

LJ, that pic of your Dad is priceless. I hope you keep it and cherish it, perhaps even get it framed. It reminds me of what a great legacy can be passed on by our fathers.

BK, that song was beautiful.

 

[heartsizedfarm]

Pull up a bucket and pour some tea. Got a little story to tell ya. Katie came home from school and told us her teacher thought she had taken a pencil from another little girl. She wasn't one bit upset about it, but she said at first she was embarrassed because the other kids knew Annie was mad at Katie. They got it all straightened out, and her teacher was awesome about it. Katie told her she didn't take the pencil, so the teacher called both girls out into the hall, got to the bottom of what happened, then took them back in and said "Isn't it silly how we sometimes see things differently? I made a mistake and I'm sorry. Annie dropped her pencil when she stood up for recess, and Katie picked it up to give back to her when we came back in. Aren't we lucky to have people in our class to help us? Thank you, Katie." Then she let Katie and Annie sit together for the rest of the day and they even got to work on their art projects together. What a great way to acknowledge that a mistake was made. Katie was so matter of fact when she was telling us about it.
Now I wasn't that lucky when I was in school, but I got even. I remember when I was a sophomore being accused of cheating on a math test. It was no big secret that when it came to math I was, um, challenged. (To this day my family hates playing cribbage with me because I have to count the dots on the cards to find the 15's!) I got a B on that test, and I didn't cheat. I just got lucky and 8 out of my 10 guesses were right. But the teacher called me on it in front of the entire class and no amount of tears or protests would clear my name. Naturally Math was the first class of the day and by the end of that day I was stumbling through, crying most of the time while the other kids called me all kinds of names, making horrible jokes and the other teachers looked at me like they expected me to sprout horns. I was never a popular kid to start with and the whole thing just isolated me more. From then on Mr. Graves made me take all of my math tests sitting in a chair next to his desk, facing the rest of the class. I repeat, I didn't cheat.... I saw him many years later at a gas station. I looked at him and said, "Mr. Graves, do you remember me? I'm Diane ***** and you once accused me of cheating on a math test." He looked down his long nose at me and replied, "I remember, and if I accused you then you obviously cheated." How do you fight that? I'm very ashamed of what I did in response. He had been in the process of writing out his check to pay for his gas when this exchange took place. So I smiled at him and said, "You'll never know for sure though, will you?" Then I looked at the clerk and said, "Mr. Graves has bounced the last five checks he's cashed at my liquor store. You might want to verify this one." Then I left.

Ha clever! A witty response! Kudos. Katie's teacher is a humane and diplomatic person. Nice to have her on your kids side. I had a horrid math teacher too. I remember him handing back math tests, the top scorers to the lowest scorers, and he would be wandering around the classroom, up and down the aisles between the desks, with the last test in his hand, waving it about, saying, now who does this belong to? Making much of the worst test and making everybody else in the class notice and laugh and mock when he finally slaps it down on my desk. Those sadistic teachers are hopefully out of the system now.

 

[rrrmamma]

Quote: I have tears of joy running down my cheeks. How amazing and wonderful. She is making amazing progress. What a wonderful town you live into give her the gift of the gait trainer. This young lady will go far. She has the will and persistence to do wonderful things. God is good.

 

[lovingmyhens]

I have a great answer for you problem, buy another freezer.

I have another freezer!!! my freezer in the garage is FULL!!!

 

[rrrmamma]

I'm very ashamed of what I did in response. He had been in the process of writing out his check to pay for his gas when this exchange took place. So I smiled at him and said, "You'll never know for sure though, will you?" Then I looked at the clerk and said, "Mr. Graves has bounced the last five checks he's cashed at my liquor store. You might want to verify this one." Then I left.

Blooie,I trust you. I trust you to make me spew on my screen and cry down my leg. I only wish I could think so fast. What a perfect payback! I really hope he felt some humiliation too.