because it's kinda funny. to me. and dad.
So, first grade.
Little GBCK, age 5, wears a red plaid dress to school (remember, my parents had fundy leanings. to put it mildly) . At school, I got bored...not a shock. So she got out her safety scissors. Which I discovered could cut paper. and hair.
Maybe cloth?
hmmm.
hem of dress...
wallah. they cut cloth. Cool.
Uh oh. They cut cloth. Shoot.
So, at home that night, mom and dad asked what happened to the hem of the dress. I claimed I had no idea.
THey didn't buy it. I'm not a good liar and it was CLEARLY cut
I insisted I was being truthful.
So my dad put an 'x' on the wall and I had to stand w/ my nose on it for some horrid length of time. through dinner.
I still insisted. THere was weeping and gnashing of teeth but swore I wasn't lying.
They washed my mouth out w/ soap.
still insisted. I was given the opportunity to fess up after each of the following:
more nose on x.
more soap. lava soap eventually.
spanking.
more x.
spanking.
more x.
lecture/nagging
Finally, my dad had given up, took off his belt and after the first hit (which could NOT have been hard) I lost it and confessed all.
I'm a fairly honest person.
but still damn stubborn.
Re: can I share my 'dad used a belt' story
hahaha! I wonder if this is what kids are thinking when they cut their own bangs?