Just took a little trip down
PW Memory Lane.
Fabulous ride.
Grinning thinking about the first time I used the F-word.
I was about 5 or 6 playing over at my Shake, Rattle, and Roll partner's house with a bunch of the neighborhood girls... Mrs. L. (yep all the adults in Glacier Hills had the same first names as your adults... Mr. or Mrs.) opened the front door to tell me that my mother had called and wanted me home.
I responded with a resounding F*CK! To this day I have no idea where I picked it up.
One of the older girls (8 or 9) said you'd better take that back.
Why?
It's a bad word.
No it's not... F*CK!
Went across the street and into the house. Mother was waiting for me in the kitchen... She calmly asked what I had said over at L's. I proudly and clearly repeated my new word...
She didn't bat an eyelash (think June Clever). Where did you hear that?
From you???
I don't think so. I don't want you to use that word. (Keep in mind hell or possibly damn was the extent of the very infrequent swearing done by the adults.)
Why?
It's a very dirty word.
What does it mean?
I don't know, but my mother told me it was a very dirty word and to never use it.
Okay.
And that was the end of that. Didn't make it part of my vocabulary until I lived with the infamous S in NYC... now curbing my enthusiasm once again... too many children in these woods. :-)
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