Freedom part 1/2

Title:Freedom

Author: G.I.B.S

Rating: 10+/PG

I’ve never been good at saying what I want, when I want it or how I want it. To be honest, this is probably because I’ve always thought I could do better if only i had the chance, the motivation, or the intelligence. But, I wish to demonstrate the new freedom I’ve found (that will not last long) and put into words something I have always longed to write.

When I was still young, my mother  told me that I had to say what I meant, and mean what I said, or else no one could understand me. So after said lesson, I told her that she should go bite a bullet, and I meant it, but not in the way she thought I did. Once i explained to her that I did not wish for her to die, but that I wanted her to try latest piece of chewing gum heaven she relaxed. From then on, I realized that not only did I have to say what I meant and mean what I said, but I had to make it understandable for even my classmates.

So,  words of wisdom  exited my mouth outside the classroom, inside the gym, and across the lunch table. It was wonderful fun, though I don’t believe Mrs. Hendershaw thought it so. I was the Poor Richard of LLSCP Elementary School and boy, was I king.

Always sprinkle pepper in your hair, I would advise the blond haired girl next to me as she brushed the curls during Maths. Never kiss an alligator on the nose, it will bite you in the rear… Or my favorite one my mother had taught me, but told me never to repeat. I guess I forgot that part, for I told it to Mrs. Hendershaw one day. I said “You can go shove it up your ass, cause when Jesus comes he ain’t gonna give a damn…”

Oh yeah, I definitely forgot the “don’t repeat that one” part. I got forty lashes that night from Mama and Thirty two from Mr. Dennis the principal. Why everyone always says Mr. Dennis is our pal, I don’t know, nor do I believe itfor a minute. I think if Ben Franklin was ever smacked about for his almanac, he’d have been mighty mad, and so am I. Tomorrow, I think I’ll be getting some revenge