We were never permitted to have a deck of cards.
After much soul-searching by my Mom, it was decided that we could however, play games that used dice, though a "Spinner" was much preferred...Bad language was NEVER permitted. When I was in Jr. High School I once used the word "fart" within ear range of my mom and was sent to bed immediately for my trangression. Time marched on - I married and had children of my own; my Mom became a Grandma. A loving, doting, "Best Grandma Ever"!
The kids spent a lot of time at Grandma's house.
She played games with them.
Rode Bikes with them. etc. etc.
She played games with them.
Rode Bikes with them. etc. etc.
Then one day the unexpected happened . . .
Grandma grew frustrated with something, and a curse word escaped from her lips.
"Damn"
As luck would have it,
one of the Grandkids heard her.
one of the Grandkids heard her.
"Ahhhhhm. Grandmaaaaa. You said a bad word".
God bless Mom.
She had an explanation -
She had merely been reciting literature
by William Shakespeare.
"Out. Out. Damn Spot"
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I do love it. I was also raised to find other ways to express myself than by "cussing". I still apologize if I say any bad words. Cute post.
That's funny. And quick on her tongue, lol.
We were raised very much alike! :) I still don't use 'bad' words...except that I now say fart and tird/turd/terd (However you want to spell it!) to my heart's desire! I also say darn from time to time. ;)
LOL! I love it! I said "gosh" one time as a child and was spanked and sent to my room. Too bad those lessons didn't stick so well at times! **blush**
{{{HUGS}}}
Robin :o)
What a cute post. And that was quick thinking on your mom's part. I love it - quoting Shakespeare lol. Kathy
They always seem to be listening when you flub up. I was holding Camp Grandma ( I have eight ya know) and this cow who made gettin' out her daily project was in my yard. I went out will all youngens' in tow and told the cow, "ya know the drill," and she just stood and stared at me as I was trying to drive her back where she belonged. I let out a, "will ya get back in you STUPID thing," when I felt a little tug at my hand and a small voice said, "oh Grandma Muzzie, mama doesn't allow us to stay that word!" I felt as bad sayin' the word stupid as I would of sayin' any hard core words. Which I never use anyway, I live a sheltered life here on the Ponderosa!
Ya'll have a wonderful day!
You are too funny my dear....just too funny! I don't know if I could have thought that fast.
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