“Mom, if I got a concussion would I have to go to school?” Jay-8
This is what I thought…
“WTF?!?”
But this is what I said…
“Jay, why would you ask me that question?”
This was his response…
“No reason, Mom. Just wondering.”
This is disturbing. At what point did this kid think that self-inflicted brain injury would be a good idea? What the hell is he up to? Hmm, I’m thinking. Still thinking. Thinking some more. Got it! This is what I imagine took place, a conversation between brothers…
“Hey, Will! I’ve got a great idea!”
“Ok, Jay. What da ya thinking?”
“Well, I was thinking if we got ourselves a couple of concussions we might be able to get out of school for a day or two.”
“How in the heck are we gonna do that, Jay?”
“I’m thinking if we took a couple of those bricks out there in the backyard and chucked them at each other…that might do the trick.”
“Jay, I’m not sure this is a good idea. You know how I don’t like pain.”
“C’mon, Will! Don’t be such a baby your whole life. You just need to rattle around your brain enough for a little concussion. Just think…we can spend the whole day in the basement eating freeze pops and playing Xbox.”
That’s it…the damn Xbox!
So tell me, did you ever play hookey from school?
Scary and hilarious at the same time. The only time I ever played hookey was in 1964. I was in 11th grade and I skipped school in order to go downtown to get tickets for the Beatles premier show in Philly. Buying tickets was almost as bad as the actual concert–thousand of screaming adolescent girls, people getting trampled, etc. But I scored tickets for myself and my friends. It was all worth it.
Wow, Beatles tickets! Yes, well worth skipping school. You need to write a blog post about that experience. Or have you already and I missed it?
It’s a good thing you know your kids!!! You’re quick! Good girl! Now smack them both upside the head. Maybe YOU can give them the concussion!
They all have really guilty faces, so I can always tell when they’re up to something. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that this doesn’t change.
Oh, yeah, I played hookey from school. Got caught every time. Did most of it in High School though, we had a math class, geometry, taught by an old guy that had a “bottle” in his desk drawer. By the time our class time rolled around he was a bit toasted. The class was broken up by lunch in two halves. We never went back to the second half, and we were never missed. I know nothing about geometry now though, and I think it could have come in handy. I play a mean game of table tennis though.
Do the boys watch football? Lot of concussion talk going on there. Might have picked it up that the player that suffers a concussion must now sit out the rest of a game. Could have transferred that idea to school.
You’re right! There has been a lot of talk about concussions and they do watch football. Good thinking, Leonard!
I think I had your geometry teacher for english in high school…that’s why I’m horrible with punctuation.
Yeah…to put lemon on my hair and sit in the sun. Think I gave myself away showing up at school the next day tan and blond?
Me too, me too! I went as far as putting peroxide in my hair. I ended up looking like a Palamino pony…not a good look for a 16-year-old girl.
Your blog is awesome. Never fails to make me laugh!
Thanks, Elsie! I appreciate the kind words. I’m glad it makes you laugh.
Never! I was a model student.
Mr. Kiger, if you’re reading this, I stand by that statement.
Mr. Kiger used to write, “Jackie Cangro is a trouble maker” on the teacher’s bathroom wall. It’s true…I heard it on the bus.
No, I was so lame. Don’t tell my kids, but I hope they “live” a little more than I did! Though I still have to be the parent and, you know, punish them for it, I’m sure I’ll quietly snicker when they’re not around.
It’s such a slippery slope, isn’t it? You want your kids to test the waters and learn from experience without doing anything too stupid or over-the-top.
Ohhhh….Senior Ditch Day (where it was expected that most of the entire senior class would all take off the same day) and head to the beach or somewhere. WELL. Of course, I was busted and was grounded. We all wanted tans before the prom. My mom was more angry over the “forged” signature. Meanwhile, my friends just asked permission from their parents and they had notes written for them! Not my mom, she would have said no. That was my argument and the reason why my friend wrote the note.
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I’m considering forging my mother’s signature in hopes of getting out of doing the mountain of laundry that’s in my basement. I suddenly feel very ill.
Nancy, you are a funny woman! continue…
That’s what I try to tell my kids, but they just roll their eyes.
Maybe he was just thinking about jumping off the roof and the consequences thereof. Look if I have a massive headache cuz I landed wrong…do I have to also suffer by going to school
He did mention that when he grows up, he’s going to live in a mansion that has a diving board on the roof so he can get the World Record for the biggest cannonball splash.
Oh, goodness. YES I did.
And somehow got caught almost every single time.
Reading this reminds me of a text my sister got from my oldest niece the other day…she’s 12.
Niece: What would you do if I got lunch detention?
Sister: WHY?
Niece: No reason. Just asking.
Now you KNOW there’s something brewing in that pot!
Hahaha! It’s never a good sign when they’re,”Just asking.” Please keep us posted as the story unfolds!
All the time. How else does anyone get to the end of high school? I never physically harmed myself to do it, however…
Me, too! If I would have spent as much time doing my homework as I did plotting and planning on how to get out of school, I would have graduated with honors.
I believe your darling boys are following the 4th Commandment…Humor thy Father and thy Mother….
Does any of this sound familiar, Annie?
Maybe he didn’t know what a real concussion was. More likely thinking about a cartoon concussion, with stars and little birdies flying around his head. That kind wouldn’t be so bad!
They have been watching a lot of Tom and Jerry lately. And, as a matter of fact, they recently discovered, “this hilarious show called The Three Stooges.” That explains it!
The older I got the less school I missed…
it’s where all the ladies my age were hanging out.
And there were lots of lockers to head-butt, too (that was actually trendy for a while… we didn’t have much to keep us occupied, you know).
I would think that if you bang your head against a locker enough times, your bound to get a concussion and a trip straight to the school nurse.
While living at home? Heck no – I never skipped school.
In college?! Um. Yeah. Um. Maybe that’s why. Um. I dunno. I – um – didn’t get the best of – um – grades? Or, maybe it is concussion related.
Concussion or hangover…it’s all the same when you discover you have a nasty headache and can’t make that 8am college class freshman year, right? I learned quickly never to schedule class before 10am.
Never ducked out of school to go elsewhere, but I will admit to a few over-emphasized sick days.
I’d be less worried about bricks and more worried about contests of daring-do. It was a simple dare that got me to dive headfirst into concrete, and I only had a sister. With two boys, the depths of silliness are truly unfathomable!
The dares are what make me nervous! They’ve recently discovered the game of Truth or Dare. Guess where they learned it? On the bus, of course!
I was too much of a goodie-too-shoes to play hookie but I share your sentiment…damn that Xbox!
Sometimes I fantasize about throwiong that Xbox through the window!
not nearly as much as i should have…
I was a pro at signing parent’s signatures. Let me write you a note to excuse you from work this afternoon. You can start your weekend early…my treat!
I was very good at signing my Mom’s signature it worked like a charm.
Now I’m good at signing my husband’s name. How about you?
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He sure has a good imagination for coming up with ways of getting out of school. I just always went with the old “I’m siiiick” line & I used to turn the electric blanket on high abut an hour before hand. Mum would always feel my forehead & say I was very warm & that I better stay home.
My method didn’t incur pain. I hope he didn’t go through with it.
No, he didn’t, but I’m watching that kid like a hawk.
Good one, Tony! I never had an electric blanket as a kid so I was stuck with the “my stomach hurts” excuse. Sometimes it worked.
It’s my husbands first year of being a teacher. I never new that some teachers had days when they felt like playing hookey. Ive also learned that sometimes teacher don’t feel like doing their homework either. I don’t know but, I wish I would have known the humaness of teacher more when I was going to school.
Welcome, Starlaschat!
I have days where I don’t feel like being a grown-up. As a matter of fact, I’m having one of those days today.
Good luck to your husband on his first year of being a teacher. It’s got to be one of toughest jobs out there.
Thanks for reading!