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What I think was horrible is that your mother forced you into a convent. I just can't imagine having to give up a full ride at Rice. Seriously, just being accepted at Rice is fantastic. Lots try to get in but few are chosen and then to be offered a scholarship is just so wonderful.
The thing is that you are now happy and you have a loving family plus Queenie. You have survived a lot of things and you came out on top with nary a mean bone in your body.
If I was rich I would buy those math books for you, TFW.
How I wish I did still have those books, Wurzig!! I think I've posted here that I entered a convent after high school. (If I havent, dont faint. I was accepted into Rice University to major in math on a full scholarship. At the last minute, the nuns at my all-girl Catholic high school convinced my mother that Rice U would turn me into a pagan and my mother refused to let me attend. Under the persuasion of my mother, who had several brothers and sisters as priests and nuns in Germany, I "agreed" to become a nun instead. )
Anyway, I wasnt allowed to bring the math books with me to the convent. I stayed in that convent only about 18 months (when my mother went back to Germany to visit relatives, I called my father to get me out of there ) but, in that time, my mother had disposed of all my belongings.
I've often thought about buying another set of those books but they cost $300 back in the late 1950's. Every time I looked into getting another set, the cost was outrageous. The last time I checked, the books were out of print.
I can NOT believe this! Makes me so sad for you....
That is a really interesting story TFW! I have questions as to what the inside of a convent is really like. I will ask them later when I can actually post for any particular period of time.
For now, I'm sicker than I have been in a long time. I'm rethinking NOT getting the flu shot. Whatever I have is not a cold, it is so bad until my skin hurts. I haven't been to work in 2 days. All I do is lay in bed sleeping while watching odd stuff online. Yesterday, it was Ewan McGregor's 15 hour documentary about his motorcycle trip from London to New York....going East. (The Long Way Around) which was the name of the program. I don't remember lots of it other than the fact that he is incredibly hot. I did notice THAT particular part even though I felt like I was near death. (OK. maybe it was all the medicine I was taking..............)
I have to go shopping this morning and I shouldn't even be driving.
Did the doctor say you have a fungus in your lungs or did he just guess by trying to give you that concoction of stuff?
Ha...you sound like my mom who said if it wasn't for antics of MY KIDS, the rest of the family would never have anything to talk about.
I was too miserable to check out the cops. They were in their 30's and really rude. I realize they had a mission, but it was obvious the majority of the people there were only eating Christmas dinner.
Oh well.....another year has passed. I'll just move on.
Moving on is sometimes the best thing to do........January will make a new start......
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