once again
it seemed
like a good idea
at the time.
–
i was seven years old
when my
very cute
neighbor/paper boy
jd
told on me
for riding my bike
where i wasn’t
allowed to be riding
i got caught lying
by my mother
who asked me about it
i never was
a good actress
and there were
consequences
so together
with one of my sisters
and our good friend
we planned
our sweet revenge
in a style
only young children
could create.
–
we would collect
a huge pile of burrs
from the field
behind our houses
hide it in our summer tent
wait for the boys to show up
and
throw it at him
so he’d see who he messed with.
–
but
it took so long
it was such a hot summer day
it was so boring in there
and
i fell asleep in the tent
but somehow curled up
right on our
prickly pile of revenge
and
i woke up
with my hair
horribly embedded
with the all the burrs
so i
burst out crying
walked inside
asking nana
to help me
brush them out
i lost lots of hair
it hurt
it took
what seemed like hours
and
when it was over
my hair resembled
a giant ball of split end fuzz
so i
i went out on the front porch
to relax and eat a popsicle
and saw jd
delivering our paper
and
his hair looked darn good.
–
Adorable
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thanks, jodi )
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You poor little popett and ouch with getting those burrs out, least you got a Popsicle out of it. Pfft to JD 💙
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that sums it up pretty well, jen )
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You’ve inspired me to write about a time or two I lied and got caught or my conscience got the best of me and I admitted something before that could happen. Sorry about your hair but thanks for the memory. Lisa K
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oh, i hope you do, and my pleasure, lisa )
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Thank goodness for Nana and popsicles and lessons learned.
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indeed!
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My favorite story of yours to date. Lovely Beth!
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wow – thanks so much, bill –
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I liked this recollection! Is it a true tale?
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yes, every word. and i’ve got the hair to prove it –
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Ha ha! How the heck did you end up laying right in the burrs?! Too funny!
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karma, i guess )
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Oh no!!!
>
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oh yes!
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This is outstanding. Love the way you ended it. Perfect.
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thank you so much, d –
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so innocent and so sweet, so lovely, thank you for sharing
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my pleasure, connie )
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A perfect story. No smut or violence necessary. Well, intended violence perhaps…
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just a lot of bad intention )
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So, revenge doesn’t pay. Drat!
Ouch. Sorry payback didn’t pay off. 😦
Feel sorry for you back then. 😀
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i guess i was never any good at revenge either )
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Yeah, ’cause it backfires!
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Ahh… these powerful learnings from childhood really stick don’t they.
Pun intended 😉
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ha! they really do )
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Ooooh that’s tough. I’m glad you got a Popsicle, they’re the best and gah! to Jd.
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yep, yep )
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so that’s the story behind your hair ? 😉
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it is!
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I trust jd didn’t comment on your new hairstyle! Great, great recollection well-told. Thanks, Beth! 🙂
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not a word, and thanks, ermine )
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Love the quote:).
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thanks!
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That’s one of the greatest Peanuts quotes.
Another good but also chilling one was Charlie Brown saying how he would lie awake at night wondering, “Why me?” and then a voice comes to him and says, “Nothing personal, your name just happened to come up.”
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so funny!
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Whoa…”sweet revenge” gone awry……if I were still teaching, I would have asked you if I could have used this with my middle schoolers….Great expression, Beth. And I adore Schultz. He was a very “deep soul” and he died too soon…..
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feel free to use it wherever you like and it is a huge loss )
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great story…
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thanks, dk –
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great story…
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Well told, Beth. Best laid plans of little girls and unwitting tattletale paperboys. Oh, that brushed out hair must have been a sight.
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yes, all the childhood dramas, and yes – the hair )
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That’s how it is. Revenge is not sweet, it’s messy. But the story was very sweet 🙂
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like cotton candy then, messy and sweet )
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Really good one. And I really liked the quote too. 🙂
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thanks so much, deb )
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Ha! Those damn burrs.
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i know, sue! )
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That’s a great tale very endearingly told. That boy was so lucky !
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thanks, peter. he really did luck out that day, and now he’s a swimming pool magnate living in arizona.
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Oh shoot, Beth! It is like things in life go, sometimes they backfire! I love the way you told this and got to chuckling but bet the burrs really hurt. Sometimes popsicles or ice cream can take the pain away and help forget the revenge!
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thanks, robin. yes, that’s the way it goes sometimes…
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Yee-ouch!!
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yep!
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Stellar! This is one of those rare posts that masterfully take me back … to a tent, with small saint inside guarding the burrs … worn out from the business of being a kiddo. I can see you (?) crying because life was just a bit out of control. The last line is priceless. ‘Ever heard of Garrison Keillor?
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thank you so much. and i think the last line kind of sums up the day.
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Karma!
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yes!
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I hate it when that happens! 😦
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Yes!
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Love the quote! Where is it from?
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i think charles schultz used it as a charlie brown quote –
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