Sciencelovah
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Being beaten by my drunk father when he came home at 4 am in the morning and then beating my mum.
Being beaten by my drunk father when he came home at 4 am in the morning and then beating my mum.
I can't be mad at dad at the age of 5 for I really didn't know how to be mad at dad, he is my father don't ya know. He was murdered and they never found the person responsible for it.
i can understand that, a few of my friends have been murdered one by his own brother actualy. i had some beef with them when they were here, but after they died its hard to stay mad at them. you kinda just wish that things were different, but being mad at the dead wont help anything.
peace.
LOL, did you live in a barn or an ark?
In my childhood I dont have much friends coz we are always moving (father's job).
Oh btw I remember one day when travel with my mum, she leave me in the train (I was
around 3 or 4). She told me to wait in the train, while she bought something outside,
then she missed the train. I didnt remember though how they found me back.
wow...that must have been something. Were you afraid?
Munna, the tortoise, who would express his angst by peeing on the living room carpet.
Well that's how I express my angst!
But why breakdown? Why? Because of Jainic non-fly-squishing? I swear, I'll have the gardener toss it outside!
Mainly out of neglect, I think, he was the strong silent type, hard to say what he really thought. We did probe his ass a couple of times to see of there was a problem, but it only brought him out of his shell for a few minutes.![]()
Umm.....wow. Thanks SAM, didn't need to know about that. :bugeye:
Never had a stubborn tortoise that refused to come out of his shell?
No, actually.
Are they supposed to leave their shells? I didn't even know that they can!
:roflmao:
Not entirely, no. But they can be moody little buggers, at least ours was.
Had to persuade him to eat, play with him, talk to him, else he'd get mad and sulk in his shell, refusing to come out even if we coaxed.![]()
Wow. How old was he?
I dunno - I was at the zoo some days ago when they tossed down lettuce for the Galapagos tortoises. There was a really big one that made it halfway across his enclosure in less than a minute - funny as hell to watch them scarper.
Dunno, we found him but he was about 6 inches long when we got him and we had him for 3 or 4 years (he was stolen from our garden, since I don't believe he could have run very far, probably ended up as soup, poor thing).
A star tortoise, very beautiful markings.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indian_Star_Tortoise
PS I'm gonna move the reminiscences to the childhood thread.