Terrible ParentingMy parents used to lock my brother, sister and I in the car while they went to the pub for a "quick one" after work. This quick one might last several hours, during which they would send bottles of Indian Tonic Water to us by way of refreshment.
On one particularly cold evening, bored stupid, we lit a small bonfire on the back seat of the car using the cigarette lighter and the contents of the glove box. We owe our lives to passing winos. (BTW: Please no more Maddie or Jesus gags, they've been done.)
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 16 Aug 2007, 9:47)
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mmmmmmm. history teachers. drool.anyway.
my mother was a primary school teacher and some bits of helping her were fun. i liked helping with the artwork and hearing the kids read, and i even quite liked helping her run the tombola etc at the christmas fair.
i did not like it the year i was 13 and she said, "where do you think you're going?"
"christmas shopping!" i said.
"no you're not. we need an elf to help santa at the fair."
i had to stand there, prepubescent tits and thighs swelling horribly provocatively out of a costume meant for a 10 year old or a dwarf, ignoring all the stinky old fathers who leered and made suggestions about stockings and naughty girls and stuffing...
hmmmm. not sure if my mother was the crap parent or they were, to be honest.
on the cruelly stupid names topic, she had one child in her class whose mother was from barbados and couldn't actually read or write. the mother had made the names up herself. one of them was r'kay. which sounds quite pretty in a soft islands lilt.
of course, in english, it just sounds like that ghastly bianca in eastenders. rickaaaaaaaaay....
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rachelswipe with a fork, Thu 16 Aug 2007, 15:04,
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