School Means Always To Say It Over Again And Again

 

              I was there, walking down the block, on the sidewalk, along the neighborhood street, when I saw a squirrel hop out of a tree to the cement in front of me.  He had an acorn in his mouth and a large tail.  Then a skunk ran out from the bushes  and chased that skunk.  I chased that skunk and I was chased by an armadillo. 

              That grew me into  life and stuff like life being natural for me.  I worried at first.  Then I got used to looking around.  And I eventually got used to being in a world when I got outside the house.  That is not all that became to me.  Numbers are an example of how my memory was not going good.  People remembered phone numbers, ages, salaries.  Or at least they claimed to remember things.  A lot of times, they got them wrong.  They told me I was wrong, if I pointed the answer or how I thought and determined it, I pointed that out to them.  I knew I was wrong, a lot.    I knew I needed to write those down if I don’t use them a lot.  I still need to write things down a lot.    But I do know one.  And I, soon, as a kid, knew one plus one.  And not too much later on, I knew one plus one plus one.  Then I came to understand two, three, four, and so on.  It was not difficult for me to go through the same growth but with minus instead of plus.  Within a year I grew my understanding of multiplication as a grouping of pluses.  Needless to say, division is a relative of multiplication.  About half a year later I squared numbers.  My mind enlarged into three times, four times, five times and more of the same numbers.  And, of course, there easily came square roots and their relatives.  Math kept growing in my brain.  Along with math I began to see and reveal to my understanding the periodic table.  That got me to expand into elements, chemicals, and different reactions to heats and smells and burnings and non-breakables.  Chemistry and Biology, elements joined or disjointed specific other chemicals.  Cells grew out of rotating electrons joining one element with another element into liquids, solids, and gases, which clumped together, sometimes forming living cells which pushed and pulled each other into forming cell fish and shell fish and rabbits and frogs and human beings.

              Life grew on and I paid attention to and realized some people got Night Married.  For some of them, that grew into Nightmares.  For others it was and still is Knight Marvels.  How about a Night on Mars.

              My friend did it for his own Insurance.  I think it was everyday life Verses Uninsured Ants and Knuckles too.

              To assure my asteroids I took up the Hemorrhoid entrance to weirdness.com.  I clicked “Log Head” in the corn hairs of the Upper Right. My insecure name is ,”Damage Winters.”  My past worse is “Parrish Now And Again.”

              I go to have my rages.  Clickety Click Clock.  I’m a Hound Around the Block.  Or, at least my brown curls appear to be so.  If you scroll down to where it says “Tiled Gallery” you can add to what is shown.  The world won’t commence with “Aunt Jean Knew It Ties.”   That is what I had on your Homepage previously.  The third rock from the left is what I wanted to plaster on my front door of your spider website.  It was made from a poof version of my journey that I had when I was renewing spider legs before my parish perished.  I used to have a tool that I could select a part of a Grand Action and save it as “TORNADO” in a world drama.  I do not have that tool anymore. 

              I tried to attach the two cements I just dug up.  My life would not let me do it.  Sorry that I cultured these motion sicknesses and could not spend them on vacation.

              I have a new flight cape.  I also had a bunch of rats repair my old superman cape.  They deleted what I had and loaded a new operating system.  The fools I acted like saved me over the years I no longer have.  I don’t want to keep buying new tools.  I indefinably will find a free venison I can suck the blood out of.  Unfortunately, I cannot get the “Tornado Doc “ I wanted on that  “Tomato Rock” first.

              If I cast my “Premises” at this time, I’m useless in space on the front of the meteor shower but I cannot eat all those swords.  I also wanted to save “Mutiny” as another “STAGE” in my spider web.

              Sorry I cannot do what a tortoise  does.  I hope to get myself on an asteroid again soon.  I hoped to learn Deutsch in high school.  My brother learned that, for four years, and he was the head of that class.  He had learned Russkiy Yazyk while in grade school from listening to his shortwave radio because he disliked the people who were around while he was growing up so he listened to broadcasts emphasizing what is wrong with us and our area and he was emphasized so much that he learned the foreign speak while listening to a certain other country with the cells in his mind activated to be able to understand and speak that language permanently.  That growth of cells continued with the want and ability to memorize, understand, learn, and speak other languages.   At his new want that those cells told him what to want.

              I liked math and science in grade school and high school.  I joined the physics club my freshman year but I did not complete the semester in it because I could not understand what other people around me were conversing about.  In Biology Class I interpreted what insects had inside parts of their bodies.  In Chemistry Class the teacher allowed me not to pay as much attention because I knew and interpreted correctly what he taught us.  I did not have to pay attention because he asked me to interpret what he was saying to a new student.  I had to not pay attention at the present because I had to share and pass on understandably what he said in the past that was connected to what he was saying at the present to this new student.

              That was then and this is now.   I graduated.  Some did not graduate.  Some went on for more licensed learning.  But official or not, School is all the time.  I count. You claim to be a Count. If this is your Nation that is a common day shun.  Do you know somebody?  I think you ‘NO’ everybody.

              And you just began to yell:

                                          

                                           Oh My God

                                           Oh My Dog

                                           Oh My

                                           Oh My

                                           Oh My

                                           It’s a Frog

                                           You Owe Me One, Fog!

 

              Then you said, because of my talking, you missed a call. Well, let me tell you, that was not a missed call, when you talk, I cannot see,  that is a Mist Call!  You’re such a Fog Horn!  And when you point me out to other people, you say I am “Hiss” “Fat” and that Otter Thing!  I’ll just call you a Kingly Kong Stalk Thing.

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