That was three other kids- not including myself-, that I had to help get ready for school while my mother and father slept in. Above that, if I missed a spot while I was cleaning or forgot to do something, I got punished for it. Most of the time, her form of punishment was not allowing me to see my grandmother, who I had a really close relationship with. Her favourite thing to do was to buy things for me, so she always had something to take away. It was always my grandma as a kid, and as a teenager, it was my phone. When I got with my first boyfriend, her exact words were, “you might want to behave now that I know you’re going to want to keep in touch with him.”
For several days, I got it out and rolled it all over the kitchen table watching in awe as I broke it up and shoved it back together again – over and over. In college, I had a 4.9 GPA in science while working full time as a physical chemistry technician. Given how much brain damage mercury causes, I laughingly wonder if I actually could have been a genius if not for my temporary toy. But seriously, he should have known better.
Another driver ran a red light and hit the driver’s side of my dad’s car going maybe 50 mph. Luckily both of them survived, but my dad’s head hit the window and he was knocked out cold for a few minutes. If he had been going a little bit faster, the other driver would’ve hit the door and my dad would’ve probably died.
However, that scenario will just stay in my thoughts and will never come out of my mouth. It is not for me to reprimand that person and it is not me who will remind her to be thoughtful. And i have no right to tell her what is he/she is wrong.Let the proper authorities do what is necassary.
Back in the 60’s I was in elementary school and went to the pediatrician for an annual exam. While he was taking my blood pressure, the tower thingy full of mercury fell over and broke, spilling the silvery liquid all over the table. I was fascinated. So, he scooped it up, put it in an envelope and gave it to me to take home. Looking back, I guess it was 1 to 2 tablespoons of the stuff.
When I left the house with a friend to hang out at McDonalds or something, which happened once throughout my entire life, she got my to take a selfie with him to send to her every hour that we were together so she knew where I was. There were a few occurrences that happened throughout the past two years, where she would friend my friends on Facebook and get them to report back to her on what I’d done that day. It was such a violation of trust.