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Daily Prompt: The Early Years, The untold story.

Write page three of your autobiography.

My parents weren’t sure what the unexpected, not so small bundle of joy was to bring to their lives. I quickly received the nickname The Little Professor from my mon, when I tried to check out more books on my first trip to the local library, than I could borrow at one time, my reason to the librarian according to mom, was but I can only come on Saturdays, so I need 7 books not 5. For not the first time in my life, I lost the argument. Another story mom enjoyed reminding me of, was Sargent a German Shepard who washed out of the RCMP police dog school, for being too nice. He quickly became my best friend, constant companion, and trusty sidekick. As befitting his status, one morning mom came home to find me sharing cookies with him, and proceeded to remove said item from my diet, for a while. My dad liked to remind me of the second week in grade one, when I brought home a note from my teacher. Now back then this was considered a last resort, so when I handed it to my parents they were mortified, dad said he had visions of having to transfer me to a different school. Of course I couldn’t figure out what all the fuss was about, as I had no problem finishing all the assignments in class. So dad opened the missive, with the care I would later see on movies of the bomb tech, disarming the nuclear device with a second or less to spare. He read it, then I remember him laughing/choking/and trying to speak all at once. The note asked for my parents to come in for a meeting, as the teacher was at her wit’s end. My parents had done such a great job teaching me that I was functioning at a late grade two level. At the meeting my parents were informed that she had originally thought I was being lazy on the assignments, till she checked and they were all done well before most of the others. So to keep me busy she handed me a newspaper, and had asked me to cut out words I knew, then quizzed me to see if I did. I stayed with my friends, didn’t get pushed ahead, and in the long run was glad I went through school with them till we moved. Next the early middle years, but you may have to wait for that one. As my dad used to say, having me for a son, was good and bad karma coming back to him, and mom was quite willing to let him accept the responsibility. 😛



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2 thoughts on “Daily Prompt: The Early Years, The untold story.

  1. Great story! Thanks for sharing.

  2. I love Sheppards!!! What a nice story!! Happy New Year !!!

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