Later that day, I was walking with my mom, when I tripped and hit my leg on the ground really hard. I yelled out “OW, MY SHIN” although my mom heard “OW, MY SHIT. ” She started yelling about how that was a bad word and we didn’t say that word, and she was going to wash my mouth out with soap. I was a crying, bawling mess of a child, to the point I was doing that weird cry, stutter, hiccup noise. She paused in berating me and said “Who taught you that word? ! ” Of course, I told the truth and said “M-m-my teacher t-t-t-taught me that word! ” and she started ranting about how she was going to call the school and get that teacher yelled at.
In the famous words of one Ferris Bueller, “Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it. ”
Life is awesome. Don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise
