Wednesday, July 20, 2011
The first time I cursed...
Fourth grade...Mrs. Maginnis' class. I was sitting at a table with another classmate. No idea why I wanted to curse but decided for some reason that day would be my big reveal.
So Mrs. Maginnis is teaching us something about geography. Pointing to the various continents...boring. I needed to jazz things up. I look across to a girl seated at my table, leaned in and muttered..."Shit! I can't wait for recess, can you?"
I sat back..grinning...pleased with myself as I saw her face turn ashen white as she said, "Trina, why did you say that? You'll go to the principal's office! Shh!" I whispered back, "I don't care if I go to the damn principal's office. Would be more exciting than this boring shit."
Now at this point she's starting to giggle nervously...and I continued by whispering, "I know...it's funny to hear me say bad words, isn't it? Here...here's some more...'Shit! Shit! Damn! Hell!'"
For some reason it felt great. Maybe I was having a bad week...Sure as hell know my dad was...he inspired me...