i spied an opened envelope addressed to mum yesterday. very curious contents from a retired colleague who'd migrated to niagara falls and he mentioned,
"i definitely won't forget the three musketeers from Thompson Medical Centre!"
who are the three musketeers? honestly, i cannot imagine my mother branding herself as part of a named clique. the three musketeers?!?
when gilled about it, mother just, well, keeps mum. it's irritating as hell but i took it that the reason for not saying anything is because it was too embarrassing.
i mean, would i wanna tell my kids we called ourselves --------?
reckon not. lol.
my mother, i think, hoardes a whole truckload of secrets which i think will make for excellent conversations over earl grey and muffins on sundays. i cannot believe she is not sharing them with us.
one time when i was bored i went through my old school reports (nothing new there, i knew what my standards were) and came across mum's old secondary school certificates.
turns out mother's a pretty constant student (all Bs, no As, Cs, and Ds) and she's in the swim team. the next few testimonials then revealed that mother was, in fact, the vice-captain of aforementioned swim team!
shit, wow. but the worst came when she told me later that night she had thrown away all her trophys and medals because they were dirty.
now i know where my sports day medal went.
"i definitely won't forget the three musketeers from Thompson Medical Centre!"
who are the three musketeers? honestly, i cannot imagine my mother branding herself as part of a named clique. the three musketeers?!?
when gilled about it, mother just, well, keeps mum. it's irritating as hell but i took it that the reason for not saying anything is because it was too embarrassing.
i mean, would i wanna tell my kids we called ourselves --------?
reckon not. lol.
my mother, i think, hoardes a whole truckload of secrets which i think will make for excellent conversations over earl grey and muffins on sundays. i cannot believe she is not sharing them with us.
one time when i was bored i went through my old school reports (nothing new there, i knew what my standards were) and came across mum's old secondary school certificates.
turns out mother's a pretty constant student (all Bs, no As, Cs, and Ds) and she's in the swim team. the next few testimonials then revealed that mother was, in fact, the vice-captain of aforementioned swim team!
shit, wow. but the worst came when she told me later that night she had thrown away all her trophys and medals because they were dirty.
now i know where my sports day medal went.
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