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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=443714" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The 'Weird' Child</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was the 'weird' child.<br>You know...<br>The odd one out! <br>The one with chores and responsibilities.<br>The one all the kids would laughed at, <br>When I had to stay home...<br>Sometimes with my sister and I alone.<br>And told not to answer the door or telephone.<br>And if we did...<br>'You'll be sorry for that, <br>When I get back.' <br>My mother would say.<br>In a way that was understood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when my mother and father would return...<br>No excuses were made, <br>Or jokes told.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If the floor wasn't swept...<br>A frown I would get from mom.<br>If I forgot to line the garbage can with newspaper.<br>I was told to empty it.<br>Wash it quick...<br>And do it without a sound.<br>And I was grounded, <br>If I looked as if I wanted to say something about it.<br>My father 'tried' to be strict.<br>But my mother handled the 'raising' business.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My mama had us go get a 'switch'.<br>From a bush.<br>Strip it.<br>And whipped us with it.<br>If we did not do what mama said! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was the 'weird' child.<br>Made to feel different then by my peers.<br>And today I see many of them, <br>That bring me to tears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They don't know how to do anything...<br>But complain! <br>And when mama would lift up that switch, <br>Prepared to swing it...<br>I gritted my teeth.<br>And I closed my eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But she was the one that ended up crying.<br>My sister and I would look at each other...<br>As if to wonder why.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">~She whipped us...<br>And she's crying? ~</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Sssshhh. Shut up! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lawrence+S.+Pertillar">Lawrence S. Pertillar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=443714" data-title="The 'Weird' Child de Lawrence S. Pertillar" data-description="I was the 'weird' child. You know... The odd one out! The one with chores and responsibilities. The one all the kids would laughed at, When I had to stay home... Sometimes with my sister and I alone. And told not to answer the door or telephone...."></div> </div> </div>
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