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A friend of my parents (almost 70 years old) told me one of several stories where he was trying to get out of having class in middle school (or late elementary, I don't recall): in this one, he put a chair on a desk, and from there he inserted a penny into the space between the lightbulb and the socket. He was simply hoping to short out the light in his classroom. Instead he accidentally shorted out the school's entire electrical system.

I don't know whether to be impressed or want to reprimand him.

I don't know if it's the best, but my favorite story is told by my grandmother and her husband, both 79. When they were in first grade together, he was punished by the teacher for coloring a picture in the wrong colors (green sky, red tree, etc) - they didn't realize he was colorblind. And after that, my grandmother would sit in the row beside him, and when he hovered his hand over a color, she would very subtly nod or shake her head to tell him if it was the right one. I love imagining that, my grandmother's face as a six year old and the solidarity between them.

that is so utterly :3

That is such a heart-warming story! <3

That is adorable! It's amazing that they knew each other from such an early age. None of my grandparents met until they were college-age.

They've always puzzled me a little, actually. I'm not sure when my grandmother met my biological grandfather, but he died in 1975, before my parents ever met. Then my grandmother remarried 20 years later, when I was 5, and it was this guy that she knew as a child. I've often wondered if their marriage was more of a companionship, because they never show any affection and they're the only couple I know that sleeps in separate bedrooms, but either way I think it's sort of beautiful.

Told by my mother: Picture it, rural Texas, 1960something, the first day of the new school year, science class.

The teacher was brand new to the area and especially the school. He gave out a practice test, telling everyone not to worry about the grade; he just wanted to know what they had learned thus far. During the test, he walks up and down the classroom, looking over shoulders. Quietly, he takes my mother's test sheet and drops it into the wastebin. He does the same to a boy two seats back from her.

At the end of the test when everything has been handed in, the teacher starts lecturing the class on cheating. He hates cheaters, they're horrible, and they don't really learn anything in the end. He doesn't mention names, but he's obviously eyeing my mother and the boy during the lecture.

Meanwhile, my mother is so enraged that she is crying. She can't stand it anymore, so she grabs her books and heads for the door. The teacher stops her and tells her not to be upset. She has no right to be upset because she got caught.

"I'm going to the principal's office," she says angrily. "I wasn't cheating. If I HAD been cheating, it wouldn't have been with the class clown two seats back, it would have been with the VALEDICTORIAN right next to me."

The office workers are surprised when my mother plops herself into a seat outside the principal's office, still crying. After they get the story out of her, she's allowed to sit and study while someone talks to the teacher. At some point someone tells the teacher that not only is my mother one of the top 5 students in terms of grades, but her father is on the school board. She didn't cheat, and he'll be more careful about such accusations in the future.

I'm not sure if it's the best, but when my mom was 5 she went with my grandma and great grandparents to Las Vegas. My great grandparents were down in the casino, but my grandma decided to go back to their hotel room early with my mom. My grandma was taking a shower and mom was playing when my mom noticed a guy hiding under their bed (apparently he'd broken into their room to steal some things and got caught by surprise by them coming back). Instead of freaking out, my mom thought this was awesome and proceeded to talk to the guy and "dressed him up" by covering his head with some handkerchiefs she was playing with.

My grandma was done with her shower before the guy could make a run for it, though, and they ended up calling security. It could have been an awful story, but the guy was obviously just after money and not out to hurt anyone. I find it hilarious that my mom apparently thought he was some sort of friend there to entertain her.

When my Nana was 12, her older sister--figuring that a 6th-grade education was good enough for anyone--pulled her out of school and put her to work as an unpaid caregiver for older sister's toddler. (Their parents were dead.) But when older sister remarried, her second husband didn't want her to go out to work. Instead, she took in boarders whom she charged 5 dollars a week, and she decreed that Nana, then 13, would have to get a job and pay room and board.

Nana earned 7 dollars a week as a cleaner. Although she took all her meals at her employers' house, and helped with housework and childcare too whenever she was home, her sister charged her the full rate of 5 dollars a week.

The winter she was 14, Nana caught whooping cough. Her sister grudgingly let her stay in bed while she was really sick, but complained bitterly about losing the 5 dollars a week and nagged her all the time to hurry up and get back to work. Finally, while Nana was still sick, they had a fight. Older sister accused Nana of mooching off her and demanded to know how long she expected to lie around in bed. Nana retorted that older sister had already made plenty of money off her already by robbing her blind for room and board for months. Older sister called Nana an ingrate--if Older Sister hadn't given her a good home, Nana would have no place to go. Nana said that it wasn't such a good home when she wasn't even allowed to go to school. Older sister was so angry that she threw Nana out then and there.

The story ends happily. Nana found another cleaning job, then a job as a waitress. The youngest of the partners in the restaurant liked her at once. Little by little, he went from giving her books to courting her. Or maybe he courted her by giving her books.

Reader, she married him. She was only sixteen, and he was 25. But they lived happily for 25 years and had 3 children, one of whom was my father.

She died two years ago, just a few months short of her hundredth birthday.

your Nana sounds awesome

and sorry to insult your family, but her sister was such a jerk D:

I agree on both counts--though Nana eventually forgave her sister and made up with her, which I freely admit I could never have done in her place.

I have so many happy memories of Nana's kitchen and her apartment with its walls lined with books, and her letters--she could tell such stories!

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