September 13, 2009 at 4:17 am (Uncategorized)
Tags: ageing, biology, death, knowing about your death, math classes, nursing homes, predictions, school lesson plans
After the doctor visit she knew she would never get as old as her 90 year old mother.
She would not tell anyone at school. She would teach five classes of algebra one, until one day, this year she would just fall over, which would be a biology lesson in math, something not in the lesson plan.
Meanwhile she would put her collie Jim to sleep and one Wednesday would not show up at the Sleepy Rest Nursing Home to see her always smiling mother, who wouldn’t remember she had a daughter, except for someone to smile at on Wednesday.
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September 13, 2009 at 3:59 am (Uncategorized)
Tags: climbing, expectations, love, movies, murder, plots, slight change of plans
Until last night Tom Cordon had been one of her 3 goals. She had written down her goals in the 4th grade, and now in the 10th grade she had almost the same goals:
1) Marry Tom Cordan
2)Graduate from college
3)Own a 2 story house
4)Have 4 children, two boys and two girls.
This year she had made moves to secure Tom. She was 15 years old and in the 10th grade. Boys were pairing off with girls and Tom was as popular as she imagined he would be.
She had gone to movies before with boys and afterwards fought them off, but this time it was Tom. He went at her just like the other boys.
Of course he would never know all the dreams she had invested in him for five years.
He was crude, worse than any other boy. They sat in the back of the theatre where he spent an hour and a half trying to get under her dress. Almost all he said all night was, “Do you want popcorn?” She did and he got a small and ate it himself.
Tom lived only 2 houses away from her and when he reached across her and let her out of his car, then sped away, she entered her house all false smiles and announced to her mother and father, “Think I’ll go to bed right now. Tom is such a nice boy.”
Then she put on her climbing outfit and gloves and sneaked up the side of his house where she often watched him nights. Looking down from his attic vent.
She saw him put the rubbers back under his mattress and the rope was already in the attic, in case he had never dated her.
In school on Friday she was in advanced math class when the teacher announced, “Last night Tom Cordon hung himself in his room.” She went to the restroom and threw up.
She met Tom Ventuha in college her senior year. He was always a gentleman during their marriage, but she kept her gloves and a rope just in case.
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September 12, 2009 at 10:50 pm (Uncategorized)
Tags: crimes while in jail, jail decisions, probation, women in prison, young criminals
Ten years before she had still been a teenager, good looking but nasty mouthed. I listened to her explanation of her crimes which seemed up were, “A girls got to eat.” And I signed her into prison for 5 years. I wrote down her parting statement when she was taken out of my office by force, “I’ll get you, you m f paper pusher.”
It was ten years later when they brought her back to the same office. Her file was twice as big. She had assaulted a female guard and tried to escape.
“You again,” she said, “how lucky am I?”
“Well things were downsized here, four others don’t have jobs now.”
“And they kept you?”
“Yes, and someone at the prison signed that you should, ‘Do well in society’. What do you think?”
“Well sir it’s hard to do well in jail.”
“Did you learn an occupation in prison Charlotte?”
“Yes sir, I’m a cook and I got my G.E.D.”
“Do you like cooking?”
“No, but a girls got to eat.”
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September 12, 2009 at 10:21 pm (Uncategorized)
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