THE TWO CRAZIES

Reminiscing with my family about the olden days, I know they are not that old because I was born 19 years ago but that doesn’t matter. I am sure every kid when they were young had a favourite game I remember every day after school I was stuck with playing battleship or chess with my sisters until we were finally allowed to play outside ( if you ask me my parents needed a visit from the worst mum). Since we were introduced into playing boring games as kids our best game was playing school how we didn’t get enough of it at school I don’t know. The game was fun at first learning new things always got us excited, that ended when my sister decided to be a DICTATOR!!! We never got the chance to be the teacher and to make matters worse she decided that the school will be pro corporal punishment that meant every time you gave a wrong answer or didn’t do your homework which was extra to the homework you got from real school you would get a BIG FAT LASH on your hand that you would never forget. We never got to deal with this Traumatic experience so we ended up developing PTSD a severe one. After my sister went to boarding school we decided to try being the teacher ourselves trust me power corrupts. Since we didn’t have volunteering punching bags our students were flowers and trees in our mum’s garden I remember beating up a fern tree so much that it weltered and these were the exact words that came out of my mouth “look what you have made me do all because you didn’t do your homework now I have to put a bandage on you” I remember that I would use to go to the toilet and take pieces of toilet paper and wrap it around the tree as a bandage in order to stop the bleeding. What shocks me yet still makes me crack up till my knees are filled with water is that I only realised now that I was talking to trees. This is why now I strongly believe that school should be something that we experience once a day because if it accumulates you might just end up having psychotic children like me and my sister.