THE BIRTH OF SUICIDE/FIRST DEGREE MURDER

I HATE THIS PLACE. YELLING AND CALLING NAMES AND NO LISTENING.

so I freak out trying to get you to stop talking and let me talk.  Let me answer one of your rantings.  I am only seven and you never listen to me.

IT’S ALL MY FAULT FOR BEING STUPID

what else are you.

An IDIOT AND DUMB AND NOBODY LOVES ME THATS WHY I WANT TO KILL MYSELF.

WHAT!

  1. Because I love you I won’t spank you for saying that!
  2. You kill yourself for nothing and no one.
  3. EVER!

Well I DON’T WANT MOMMY TO EVER TOUCH ME AGAIN! I’m GOING TO KILL MOMMY!

Noooooooooooooo

SHE SAID SHE’S GOING TO KILL ME.

Nooo, she’s your mother.

I DON’T CARE. SHE DOESN’T LOVE ME ANYMORE SHE LOVES JUDY MORE THAN ME SHE LOVES ALL KIDS BUT ME.

No she loves you.

NO SHE DOESN’T SHE DOESN’T LOVE HER OWN KIDS SHE LOVES EVERYBODY ELSES.

But I love you. I always listen to you.

EVERYBODY THINKS IM STUPID

I don’t.

You yell at me too

Yeah but only when you get mad and crazy and I will never allow you to get like that at me.  I am your Grand! I am your grandmother…I’m your, wisdom and teacher. I teach you lots of things and we have fun right. We talk don’t we. And I raise my voice. I do not yell at you.

Yes but daddy said I am never leaving this room again, and I can’t go to school, and mommy took everything away from me and she is taking my cloths and everything and she hates me, so I hate everybody cos nobody cares about me.

But look at you, you don’t want to learn with me you want to play your video games and stuff, you want to watch TV and nothing else.

I’m in my room for the day. For ever! I hate myself and want to die! I’m so stupid stupid stupid.

Nooooooo, it’s not you. Your mother and father are dumb! But only because they don’t  know how to talk to little kids.

THEY JUST YELL AND HATE ME AND TAKE ALL MY STUFF

Shh shh shhh,  no no no now. Mommy had a bad daddy,{grampa whoo}, mommy’s daddy never talked. He always yelled and called bad names and said every bad word all the time.  That is all he did, yelling and calling mean bad names. Soo, mommy does not know how to talk right, especially to kids. And you are a kid!

Yeah HERS…

Shh  now now, lets just talk.

She hates me.

No she loves you. She just doesn’t know how to be a nice mother and nether does your dad.

HE Is just dumb.

Yes . Yes he is.

They  both don’t know how to talk to kids.

YES THEY DO THEY TALK NICE TO ALL THE OTHER KIDS EVEN THAT STUPID STUPID KID AT FOOTBALL

Shh shh okay. Okay you’re okay.

No I’m not.

Yeah you’re not. But I want to tell you, not all mothers yell at kids. My mother did not yell at me and my sisters and brothers. If my mother said to me, “sit down.” and I didn’t sit down, she came and picked me up and sat me down, hard. She said nothing. if my mother told me to shut-up and I didn’t, she would come to me and slap my face so hard I would fall off my chair. She said nothing. If my mother told me to go change my clothes and I didn’t,  she would drag me to my room. She would take my clothes off me, put clean clothes on me then throw me outside. She said nothing.

Did your mommy love you.

My mother gave me away when I was 4 months old.

How come.

I don’t know I was a tiny baby.

How did you get to your family?

She came a took me away when I was seven.

And then did she love you.

No!…She would hit me when she was mad. If she was mad at my dad, she would beat me when he went out the door.  She would give my sisters and brothers milk money for school, but not me, she would say, if you want ten cents go ask your dad.

Why did she do that to you?

Maybe she didn’t like me, I really can’t tell you. But I can tell you lots and lots of mommy and daddy don’t know how to talk to kids, and lots of mommys and daddys hit their kids. But that may be, their mommy and daddy didn’t know how to talk to them.

This is sad to hear coming from any child.  No child should want to kill him self or any one else at the age of seven or any age as far as killing goes.  Killing is for hunters.

IN SITUATIONS LIKE THIS TELL SOMEONE

After all just the fact you hearing this, should be liable in a court of LAW, solely for the same reason [ you can not stand and watch a body drowned], even if you can’t swim. And forget about the undertow cos the currents are streaming the person out to sea while you fret not knowing what to do,  {you’re arrested for being a coward}? The best thing was to run for help.   Just like now. The child and the parents need to be told on before, the child takes a strong hold of murderisum {if it is not a word it should be},growing to hate and kill. It is very visable at this point in time.

NOW WE NEED TO WONDER IF SEVEN YEARS IN THE MAKING OF THESE FIRST YEARS OF GROWTH CAN BE CORRECTED.. As you have been warned many times, over the years of childhood studies, how crucial the first 5[FIVE}years of life is after birth. CHILDREN ARE SPONGES, THEY LEARN EVERYTHING YOU ARE. Which means  {you’re everything} they have to go by. All how you are they will be {in their} own way though, how they see and understand things to be by your teachings.

THE  BIRTH OF SUICIDE/FIRST DEGREE MURDER

It’s obvious the world is responsible right? Only things can’t change. The teachings in school MUST change if PARENTS can’t.

What?, half the world is haters.

the other bit is scared.

while the rest do their best to teach peace and compassion, live and be strong.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

GRANDPA HOW COME GRANDMA IS NOT HERE

“Grandpa how come grandma is not here? Did she go a way? did she get sick and die?”

Holy kid. How come every time you see me moving things around you ask me stuff. Maybe I will get that 50 cents back.

“No grandpa that was different, you didn’t teach me nothing with my [money tax] question.”

Good I will try again with this question.  “Grandpa, no, stop. Your face is going to make me laugh.”

Sounds a little to late. Here we go. Laugh it out. And while you’re doing that laugh more at I will take that fifty-cents again and this time charge you!, a quarter. 25 big cents.

“Haahaa.”

Guess what. You can laugh 75 cents right into my hand or I’ll tell you nothing about your grandma.  Yeah sounds more like it.

“How come the price went up. Grandpa that’s not fair.”

There is no fair here kid.  Just me and you and my honor, and on my honour I will have earned this 50 cents AND. 25 more big cents.

“Oh grandpa, you’re always trying to be smart or wright…Grandpa I said wright, don’t you get it? The brothers.  Grandpa. You told me this.”

Just hand over the money along with the tax.

“It better be good grandpa, it better not be like the tax lesson.

You paying me or what o-cheep-o.

“Hnhn, GRANDPA, don’t do that with your face. HAhahah.”

A least my eyes, are opened, not my mouth. You’re standing on the steps with your eyes closed and you’re mouth opened.

Yeah laugh some more.

Laugh you’re self to pieces.

I’ll pick you up off the floor.

“Grandpa you have one of those faces that people laugh at.”

Is that right.

“Grandpa yeah. Like if I didn’t know you, and I saw you, I would laugh.”

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“Grandpa not like that. Hahaa.”

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“Hahaha. Don’t do that with your eyes.”

Glad I make you happy.

“Grandpa no.”

I got work to do.

“Wait grandpa.”

You laugh yourself back up the steps and clean your room. And when that’s done…

“Okay grandpa, seriously tell me about grandma. Here, look, 75 cents.”

For What.

“Okay, grandpa look. 50 cents, for the story, and twenty-five cents tax. Now tell me, who is my grandma. Where did she go, did somebody take her. My friend’s mom died and went to heaven. He said he misses her a lot and grandpa he actually told me he cries to go to sleep.  He must miss her a lot. Hahahaa, grandpa, grandpa stop. You’re making your face look so sad like you’re going to cry.”

  1. Yup.
  2. Now here we go.
  3. It is sad.

Well what is it with you. You’re laughing like an idiot and some kid lost his grandma.

“No. No it’s your face. Grandpa… It’s like watching a move with your face.”

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“Grandpa it’s your eyes and your mouth, You’re like this. Hahahaa. grandpa you’re killing me.  grandpa you’re making me laugh.

When ever you’re ready kid. I’m outta here.

  • I still holding this stuff for the garage .
  • And your still acting like a retarded donkey.

“No no okay okay look, grandpa look, serious, serious. But don’t make me laugh with your face. Grandpa, come on, seriously, you have funny faces when I tell you things.”

Maybe you should stop telling me things.

“Okay grandpa, have a drink of water and come a sit at the table and tell me how come grandma is not here.”

First, I want to ask you a question.

Why is it that every time you see me with a heavy load of stuff in my arms you ask questions.  Tell me why…”Grandpa you said one question.”   We can quit talking any time you know…”Grandpa, I just want to know things, how am I to answer other people if I don’t know things. Grandpa asking is for stupid kids.”

Excuse me?  What’s stupid?  Kids?

“No grandpa, questions. Questions are stupid. Hahahaa. grandpa your face.”

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“Ha hahahaa. No grandpa stop. Don’t look at me like what.”

Is that right.

“Grandpa no. I don’t mean about grandmaaa. Grandpa never mind anything and tell me about grandma. Please, grandpa please tell me.

Fine! Your grandmother was, well still is, how can I say it, but of her mind.  She left on her own accord. She was afraid to be around children.

“Grandpa what does that even mean?”

There is three of her in her own head and they are always fighting who is here for the day or weeks running, some people would say. She would have some pretty rough days.

“What about you grandpa.”

Well I’m not crazy.

“No grandpa. I mean did she do anything to you.”

No. She tried.

“How did you stop her, did you hurt her?”

No. Just held her down and cried.

“Aw Grandpa I’m sorry.”
No. She’s the love of my life.

“Grandpa where is she now?”

Oh no you don’t kid. Not this one.

“Grandpa, seriously, is she in a small town stamping Envelopes. Room 327. Grandpa I just needed to know if I was right. I’m right, right grandpa? ROOM 327. That’s what it’s called right, I figured it out.”

Hey! I heard enough. You stay out of my stuff.

“Wait grandpa. I all ready have it written out.”

Give me it.

“Grandpa I can’t the teacher has it.”

Get it.

“Grandpa I can’t. My teacher went on a vacation to CUBA.”

Yeah I bet he did. Now guess what. This 75 cents is mine.

“Fine grandpa. But come see the picture I made for your story.”

Good god.

“Hahaaa, grandpa. Your face.”

[Scan room 327]

Holy kid! What are you doing.

“It’s okay grandpa, it’s just a picture.”

A picture of what.

“Nothing grandpa, it’s just a picture of Sally’s door with room 327 on it. I promise.”

That’s enough of my stuff kid. Well it better be.

“Oh grandpa there is only two more.”

What!    Listen.  Yeah okay laugh.

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GRANDPA WHY ARE POOR PEOPLE SAD THEY HAVE NO MONEY

“Grandpa why are poor people sad they have no money.”

What kind of question it that. Yup, laugh.

“Well grandpa I just want to know why some people get so crazy cos they have no money? Don’t they even know they don’t have to pay tax?  My friend’s dad has lots of money and he has to pay tax to the Government and it’s his own money. That doesn’t make any sense to me grandpa.  I just don’t get it. If it is his money, then why grandpa, why does he have to pay money to have money.”

Listen kid why don’t you go out side for ten minutes and get some air.

“Grandpa. I don’t want to go outside for ten minutes.”

And I don’t want to answer your question.

“Well come on there grandpa, how am I suppose to learn if you don’t teach me.

I teach you lots of things kid just not stuff like that.

“Well what if I want to grow up and do nothing, then I won’t have to pay tax on working hard everyday to make money.

Now how dumb is that kid how are you going to eat or anything.

“No grandpa, I stay with you.  And Sally said her dad made them all go poor,  because he didn’t have money to pay [money tax]. Sally said her dad worked really hard everyday. And now grandpa, they don’t have a house anymore.”

You want them all to come here?”

“Grandpa, no, stop, you’re making me start to laugh.  Sally has to live with her uncle. She told me she hates her uncle…

Listen kid.  Get outside and roll around in the mud or climb a tree but get out of my way.

“Okay grandpa, but just tell me.”

  1. Sure for 50 cents.
  2. Then ten more cents for the fifty-cents.
  3. Now get out of my way.

“Grandpa I don’t have fifty-cents, and why 10 cents more?”

In case you want your 50 cents back I’ll still have 10.

“GRANDPA BUT SERIOUSLY THOUGH- WHY DO WE PAY TAX ON OUR MONEY.”

So you can keep it.

“But grandpa…”

That’s just the way it is kid, so slap yourself to the back door and open it for me.

  • Yup here we go.
  • knock yourself out laughing.
  • Maybe learn to laugh with your eyes opened and your mouth shut.

“Grandpa I can’t help it, it’s your face. You did this with your face.”

  1. Yup okay fall.
  2. Then make me trip.
  3. Then laugh more if I brake something.

“Grandpa, it’s all good, let me carry this for you. I don’t want you to fall.”

If it will help get rid of you take it. Laundry room is that way.

“Cool grandpa, give me the basket so you won’t fall down.”

Yeah, here take it. Now go sing a song for about an hour.

“Oh grandpa you’re so funny. I love being with you.”

Yup. You’re a good kid. A little odd, but I’ll take it.

“So grandpa, about the taxes…?”

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HEY GRANDPA I WROTE A STORY ABOUT YOU/CAN I SELL IT

“Hey grandpa I wrote a story about you can I sell it?”

Why you little dickens why would you do that?

“Money grandpa, my teacher said I should write a story about you and sell it.”

There is no story about me!

“Yes grandpa, all the stories you tell me.”

Yeah well those there stories, are me and you kid, secret quite between grandpas and grandkid only. Them’s stories nobody will believe.

“YES! Perfect.”

  1. Now you’re screwing with me kid.
  2. And now you’re laughing like a retard kid, looking at a comic up-side down.
  3. Oh sure laugh you’re head off.

“No grandpa I’m laughing because of your face.”

Really kid? Just tell me why so happy.

“The name of my story is GRANDPAS AND GRANDKIDS.”

Yeah okay then, laugh and slob yourself all over the place. How is that even funny?

“Grandpa, grandpa. You’re going to love this. Only grandpas and grandkids can buy it.”

There’s more than two out there you know.

“So grandpa you’re the best. People are going to love this, I know it.”

How do you know it.

“Because I love this story grandpa.”

Yeah well, hey wait there, come back.

“Okay in a minute Grandpa. I need to press send.”

WELL WHAT IS IT?

“THEFLASKDRINKERS”

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

IMG_1514“GRANDPA.  IT’S OKAY.”   Yup, laughing trust me.

“Well grandpa the story is not about you? Really.  Now come on grandpa, it’s a story you told me about your great-grandfather or grandfather. What ever grandpa it’s not about you.  Trust me. I wouldn’t tell on you.”

  1. What do you mean!
  2. And what are you laughing at now?
  3. There is nothing to tell on me.

“‘Grandpa, I’m not laughing at you. It’s your face.”

Yeah here we go again. Your acting like a kid…”Grandpa I am a kid. 11 get it I don’t know how many times I tell you I had my birthday and you still don’t get it.”

Yeah? You’ll get it if you push send.

“Grandpa, I already sent it down stairs, well coming up the stairs, you saw me with my iPhone. Grandpa don’t look that way, you are going to make me laugh.”

Yeah well that’s a little to late to eh.

Hey yeah dumb kid, you don’t have a copy, soo it does not matter to me what you sent.

“Oh grandpa as if I need a copy…you told me the story over a hundred times, I’m sure I pretty much know it by heart now. Besides, never mind now grandpa, I sent it.”

Yeah well you got chores and home-work so get at’er.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

GRANDPA WHAT IS STUPID

STUPID IS believing in luck and not yourself. Stupid is what you just said.

THIS IS HARD. MORE THAN I THOUGHT. I HAVE NOT WON FOR A VERY LONG TIME.

I am lucky, ya see, I am still lucky it just takes time. My time will come you can count on it, only it seems that I always do something dumb and miss the perfect opportunity. Sounds like I am my own fault at chasing my luck away.

Stupid is

To react poorly at everything around you because you will not accept the blame you caused.  Then go search everywhere over the net, to find a lucky spell that said something like >

  •  burn a candle
  • say words like
  •  fire burn brightly turn my luck around
  • blab blab blab burn fire burn
  • take the bad leave the  good
  • change my life to be good.

Now say all that one hundred times before the candle burns out.

WHAT IS STUPID

  • You actually try the spell without learning the words
  • You don’t believe the spell needs to be said one hundred times
  • You still can’t recite all the words even though you said them five times over.

OSMOPATCH & MENTAL CONFECTION IS WHAT IS STUPID

What is osmopatch and  mental confection grandpa?

This is severe to the brain, causing  a temporary  stupidity, like { when you burned the house down.} The ingredients of the osmopatch are still unknown  so it is hard to say. But mix that with mental confection? You loose control of your right mind.

What is stupid? >All the silly things you think or try. Unlike the common smart things you do basically all the time.

Stupid is not thinking before you speak

Stupid is speaking without thinking

Stupid is doing things without thinking

Stupid is thinking but not doing

Stupid is always giving up

Stupid comes in many forms.

  • standing in somebody’s door-way
  • climbing a mountain
  • writing a test
  • getting married
  • getting divorced
  • running amuck
  • allowing your feet to ache

These things are common, among, the things that are done stupidly. But don’t forget there are ZILLIONS of stupid unmentionable happenings not listed above.

what is stupid?

Okay grandpa. I won’t try anymore spells.

Then tell me what is stupid boy.

You grandpa, you.  You gave me the book, and said, go play, and with any luck come back with a pot of gold.

Sea Shells and The Book Of Spells  verses  Old-Age and The Withered Spectacles

Grandpa what is stupid. > Captivity.

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THETALER ITS HIGH NOON

It is I, your THETALER. I’m in the bar.

You know who I am, THETALER OF ALL TIMES. I have stepped forward onto your earth. You need me, us, you are at risk from this day forth-I can only say to you. For this is none of my fault, This is. Your, doing. Well not all of mankind., but most of you world wide-caused our ripple of destruction. [see the word]  SARGATE/ Blay zumi bo mee> , You caused a crack from earth to mars from mars to earth. You are under attack!,

But of course who is going to take heed from my words and get to the cities!

WORLD WIDE was given nangto drupe perseasa  tie zine.

  1. There is a child
  2. She must be saved
  3. I need to learn.

Then. “Take another drink! Play some music!, Or Shut the hell-up! Tell me where you are from!” An angry drunk man yelled at Jean to shut-up, causing the place to sit still.

The funny little guy made his way across the floor followed by the click click clicking singing from his cow-boy boots. You can bet everybody watched. > What the hell, the guy is hilarious. keeps me coming to this drinking hole way out-side the city limits. > I can tell you, so do many of these customers. They even bring their friends just for a laugh at this guy. But it also goes to say several of these drinkers have never met the guy. The clicking stopped. All eyes upon him, waiting watching like the first time seeing a MASTER SHARK jumping at you right NOW! No body drank., it seemed odd that even the jukebox finished its last song! Time stopped! Then CRACK! just like that, silence broke.

“I am Jean-Guy Rubber-Boot! They tell me I come from your mother’s tit! Are you running a tab.”  Laughter nothing but laughter could be heard.

Then just like that, he turned clicking his way back to his spot drank a drink then asked the bar-keep for a dollar for the pool-table.  “You rack’em I stack’em.”  He placed his dollar on the table. But the same man bellowed again. “What the fuck! Who does this clown think he is.?” He stood-up from where he sat doing his best to maintain his balance, “Play some music! Where did that guy go. I wanna buy him a drink., A round for everyone.”   Shouts and yammering chatters and cheers ate up all space.

“Who are you really?”  I said, he looked into my eyes. “There was a Roy in my head.” He put his attention to a shot-glass he is holding.   “I am RIGEL, one of the brightest stars in your universe.”   Some how Jean-Guy R.B. had a hold of a 40 ounce bottle of whiskey pouring a shot. Of course he offered me one. Yes I took it. We laughed, down the hatch. I needed more Information, I can tell you it was the most fun I had in a long time. Of course when he talked of this world coming to an end, I entered more dialogue to my chronicles of this nature.  I can tell you as I was in the city yesterday, keeping an eye on a strange woman sing songs of the end. Stay out of the wind she sang.  I wonder if these two know each other?

I myself have seen red over the horizon two nights ago but I have no explanation as of yet. I have recorded this happening as coming in intervals of three, then it was over.  The cause is unknown, further investigating is needed. But as far as I could tell it came far from the country’s outer edges.

The time is late early hours of the morning, 1:49am so for this night I am packing it in and will drive back to the city to return again.

When I let the establishment every-one was hanging in for last call on the alcohol. Jean-Guy  is still talking of the earth’s destruction in 25 more days. “Give it a rest Joe. Fuck look at him . . .He’s a fucking bum. Fuck, drink or go home. Who the fuck is he bothering. You fuck? You’re buying him drinks all night. Leave the fucking guy a lone.”  Ray went to the jukebox.

Things were still going strong with much fun, when I left the bar. I could tell the rest of the night in that establishment will be safe.  But as I leave the place behind all the red flashes in the wooded area sparked off in the thicket. I can tell by the diameter of the radiant glow this to be their resting spot for this time.  The bar is safe for now.

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WHY CAN’T I SLEEP A NIGHT

Poor sleeping habits

  • Eating lots before bed
  • Staying awake to watch television
  • Not being comfortable
  • Drinking tea or coffee after six PM.

I am sure there happen to be more reason sleep is a problem for many of us. But for now these habits are the most common problems.

I myself will say,  “Coffee  does not keep me awake.” It is 4:59 AM? Why am I awake? I will tell you why. “I did all three of the above things ending up with being very uncomfortable.”  I will also tell you that I do these very bad things every night, CAUSING poor sleeping habits.

I know it is very hard to not eat after six PM for thousands of people. Myself included.

I know when it is time for bed,[bed time], I do not go. I stay awake like many people.

I know not to have coffee after six but I like coffee and lie it does not keep ME awake.

What happens is, now I fall a sleep on the sofa watching something on the television after several hours of keeping myself awake, drinking coffee, then eating a toasted cheese sandwich ending with ice-cream I milk?

  • How am I to lay in comfort?
  • I can not!
  • I have indigestion causing an acid reflex with 5 pillows and twenty blankets!
  • I am wide awake asking myself why can’t I sleep?

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GRANDCHILDREN

What are these grandchildren, I’ll tell you what.  A HANDFUL that is what. But more than that they are a bundle of joy, a laugh a day, one of the most biggest blessings in the world., that is what grandchildren are.. Fun funny and a huge headache at times. Why is this? I’ll tell you that too. When we get older our bodies change. Lots of new things hurt. Muscle mass dwindles so does our stress level.  For one thing these bundles of joy grow, getting heavier  but still want up with tiny arms and fingers stretched sky-high crying to be picked up. Ohh sooo heavy, but we pick them up, knowing one day they won’t want up or we just can’t do it. Not every grand parent mind you only a certain caring type.

What type? Well let me tell you.. Us type that’s who.  There would have to be a chronological study of new mothers becoming grandmothers in order for myself or anyone for that matter to answer what grandmother type is the type who will not hinder grandchildren. BUT!  needless to say there are those of us who under any circumstances will not get down on the floor with said child. Why? I’ll tell you why. We can’t.  Well maybe we can but it hurts like [ i don’t know what] to get back up. So there is not many things to get us down on the floor.  Sad really, only because the child is too young to understand this and cries on. Quickly the mind must be changed,  so we say something like “goo-goo gaga play up here.” If we are lucky the child will join us on a sofa, at the table or just on our feet rather down on the floor.

Grandchildren are quick to learn only if  [YOU] teach them. YES they MUST be taught by you by the parents by someone or they nothing like they are used to. Nothing. But they are smart they learn fast they are funny and bring so much joy into our lives. Little sponges they are, soaking up all the intelligent ways of life  we feed them. Then before we know it they are helping us. Taking care of us, picking us up should we need it.

Grandchildren are our little seeds a piece of us, you, me. They need LOTS of ATTENTION every day EVERYDAY not here there maybe today maybe not. EVERYDAY learning love and care.. So we say softly no no no as you smile, going over to them guiding gently what should be done.

Not –  NO! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT GET OUT OF HERE!   NOW! GO TO YOUR ROOM I DONT WANT TO SEE YOU!

This is no way to react or speak to any GRANDCHILDREN ever!  I’m sure you know people who scream and yell at children grand or not. This is not okay the child grows on this behavior getting older getting stronger getting meaner getting to hate and not care about anyone or anything only themselvesIMG_1150. WHY? I will tell you why. Because that is how you raised them.

GRANDCHILDREN ARE OUR FUTURE SO TEACH THEM WISELY OR BE ALONE.