“Part of growing up was learning not to be quite that honest – learning when it was better to lie, rather than to hurt someone with the truth.”

I saw the sun this morning. It appeared for about five minutes. It was as bright and beautiful as I remember. The weather calls for 48˚ and clouds, but we do have a bit of a breeze, always chilly this time of year.

The street was wet this morning as was my walkway. It must have rained, but I didn’t hear it. We have those whitish clouds again.

I don’t have to go anywhere today. I could go to the dump, but I don’t feel like hauling the trash to the car. It is sitting on the kitchen floor. I walk around the two bags. I can’t put them outside as critters open the bags and trash gets all over the deck which I have to pick up. It’s gross with coffee grounds, cat food and garbage. I could put them in the trunk, but my car begins to smell. I have to go tomorrow as the dump then closes for three days. I do better with deadlines, and I don’t want the trash sitting there until Thursday.

When I was a kid, my mother told us all sorts of lies, for our own good perhaps but still lies. Take the gum lie. I believed that it took seven years in my stomach before the gum dissolved so I didn’t swallow my gum. I didn’t want some giant elastic like wad sitting there for years. I think my mother believed the gum story too, but I know she didn’t believe the lie about ears and potatoes. When I was a little kid, I spent some time at the bathroom mirror contorting myself so I could see if potatoes were growing in my ears. Rather than risk it, I let my mother clean them. I never liked it when she did, but I liked the idea of potatoes growing there even less. There was also the watermelon seed garden growing in my stomach and my going blind from sitting close to the TV or not eating my carrots. I never went out in the cold or to bed with wet hair. The consequences were life threatening. I never crossed my eyes either. I couldn’t imagine living that way the rest of my life. Growing up had its own risks back then.

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5 Comments on ““Part of growing up was learning not to be quite that honest – learning when it was better to lie, rather than to hurt someone with the truth.””

  1. Hedley Says:

    The disaster of swallowing gum was truly international, but was it an intentional untruth ? As we all knew, if you swam within an hour after eating, death would be upon you…and so we sat and watched as the Lillywhite boys jumped into to water and by some miracle….survived.

    I yelled and shouted and used unspeakable words as Spurs beat the hated (arsenal) at Wembley today. The fool that is piers Morgan had given 45 an arse jersey and was throwing down on twitter before the game. He and 45 can park it.

    I am ambivalent about the Winter Olympics but smitten by Babylon Berlin – if you have Netflix, watch it !

    Yours in heavy snow

    • katry Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      My mother believed the food, water and cramp connection. We hated it. I remember whining and driving my mother crazy. I think she cheated on the last 5 or 10 minutes. None of us died.

      I understand fan frenzy. I grew up with a man who screamed at football players and refs. I also have a cousin who goes too far over the top when she watches any sport. the air always turns blue.

      I will check it out. Right now I am watching the pairs short program. I like the skaters.

  2. olof1 Says:

    It feels like I’m slowly getting back to normal again, I actually had some energy left after the morning walk so I did the laundry 🙂 We’re getting more snow later today and tomorrow but tomorrow it’ll be mixed with rain they say. I really wish spring could come exceptionally early this year 🙂 🙂

    Sometimes I think it would have been better if we had had Your trash system but then again I’m pretty sure I would have to go to the other side of Falköping instead to the closer one to my job 🙂 It’s in a different county but I live only two hundred yards away from that county.

    Yes all those lies but I think they too believed in some of them, like eating and swimming. I think I saw my first water melon when I was in my teens though so here it was grape seeds 🙂 I waited for years for that vine to grow out of my mouth 🙂

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      My sister got snow, sorry for her. I’m still tired, but I’ll survive. My laundry stillness to be done.

      Most times I don’t mind going to the dump while other times I wish for trash service. I’ll still have to drag out the barrels though.

      I agree that my mother probably believed some of what she told us, but I know she made up stuff like Chinese food was bad for kids. Mothers are tricky.

      Have a great day!

      • olof1 Says:

        We all have our barrels just beside the roads here in the village. Just as well because I can never remember when it’s trash day 🙂 🙂


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