"So I broke the kid's arm, it was his fault really"

by sabastious 22 Replies latest jw friends

  • sabastious
    sabastious
    YOU DID NOT BREAK HIS ARM!

    lol, thanks Syl, it's been keeping me up at night.

    -Sab

  • snowbird
    snowbird

    LOL back.

    Once when I went food shopping, a nice hunk of extra sharp Cheddar cheese, that I couldn't afford, ended up in my groceries.

    I didn't return it - someone somewhere was quite perplexed, wondering what happened to their cheese.

    That was the best cheese I ever tasted.

    What would WT writers think?

    Syl

  • sabastious
    sabastious

    I didn't return it - someone somewhere was quite perplexed, wondering what happened to their cheese.

    That was the best cheese I ever tasted.

    lol

  • sabastious
    sabastious
    What are those dudes like now as grown ups did they make it that far.

    They are cool dudes, got heavily into drugs though.

    -Sab

  • ziddina
    ziddina

    ^^^ Man, I can see why...

    No, you are not responsible for breaking that kid's arm. First of all, she had no business leaving a group of little children alone in a park without adult supervision. What? Couldn't she have gone over to one of the other mothers in the park and asked HER to look after you for a few minutes???

    Oh, wait... My bad... That would have involved allowing a WORLDLY person to have momentary influence over you... Who knows? You kids might have been devil-worshipping Satanists by the time she got back from her errand!!

    Secondly, it sounds like the kid had an unnatural fear of heights - and one can only wonder what 12th-story window she dangled the kid out of - er, how the poor child came by such a paralyzing fear of heights...

    Sheeessshh... Another great example of how Watchtower-Society-inspired social retardation causes self-defeating and self-destructive behavior in their members...

    Zid

  • lovelylil
    lovelylil

    syl, that could have been a test from Jehovah! You failed, no paradise for you, you cheese thief. LOL

  • lovelylil
    lovelylil

    I agree with everyone else, you didn't break the kid's arm. We had a few sisters like loopy in our hall two that were afraid of their own shadows and they projected all their fears onto their poor kids. They must of thought I was a terrible mother because I let my kids be kids and yeah they fell, broke things (arms and a couple fingers) but so what? They survived it and love telling their friends about the scars they carry and how they got them. It all a part of childhood. Kids need freedom to explore and I agree you can be standing right there watching them and they break something anyway. I know It happened to me. Peace, Lil

  • Broken Promises
    Broken Promises

    I didn't return it - someone somewhere was quite perplexed, wondering what happened to their cheese.

    "Who Moved My Cheese?" lol...

    (I love a good bitey Cheddar too)

  • Snoozy
    Snoozy

    SYL wrote:

    Once when I went food shopping, a nice hunk of extra sharp Cheddar cheese, that I couldn't afford, ended up in my groceries.
    I didn't return it - someone somewhere was quite perplexed, wondering what happened to their cheese.
    That was the best cheese I ever tasted.
    What would WT writers think

    I can top that, on my last shopping trip to the grogery store I had picked out all kinds of special cuts in meat and produce etc. Proud of my hard worked choices. I was at the deli having some lunch meat sliced for freezing and turned my back and my cart was gone!..Never had that happen before.Well they did announce that someone had gotten the wrong basket in the deli department and to please return it. I half expected some poor senile older man or woman to meekly come back embarrased..but up comes this young good looking business guy and he is laughing. He said he couldn't remember putting all that stuff in his basket..I said that 's because it is mine..and we both laughed.

    Made the shopping experience much more fun..

  • Snoozy
    Snoozy
    I remember asking him questions; I was civil, but he still refused to go down it because of a dreadful fear; I could see it in his eyes and it perplexed me. After some serious mental coaxing I managed to talk him up the latter to the top of the small slide. He got in the sitting position, but froze from fear.

    Poor kid..I hope you aren't still that pushy..I think you should feel somewhat guilty..you realized his fear and still pushed him to go down.
    I remember a guy pushing me to go on a rollar coaster when I was young..I climbed as he kept pushing me but then climbed out the back where an attendant helped me down. He left me alone after that. He was a big jerk... so maybe I am more in sympathy towards the kid than you because of it..

    Snoozy

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