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Reading & History
Aug. 20th, 2005 08:16 amSo I'm done The Beauty Myth by one of these Naomis (anyone who writes about women's political stuff seems to be named Naomi) and given the book to Mom, from whom it will trickle to Juggler. Now I must find The Once And Future King by TH White, and a collection of Jonathan Swift. I've decided I'll spend some money on books once in awhile so I can have the joy of lending them out until they disappear after I've read them.
The other night I learned that my biological dad left my mom because of violence, not the other way around (she didn't leave him). I knew he'd been violent, but mom was too (not young but) naive and inexperienced to know it was a problem. My dad, OTOH, was trained in military stuff and freaked out over these incidents that happened, like, once every six months. He was scared he'd lose control, and do something really bad (other than, like, just sending mom to the emergency room for stitches). He just left, poof, one day... and he never came back. Funny, that's always the thing I was scared of guys doing to me. I was one and a half at the time, I wonder...
My dad's brother was a high school teacher with five kids who one day ran away with one of his students.
I was very-almost aborted on my dad's part, because after the prognancy started he decided suddenly he didn't want another kid (he was paying child-support on one). Mom was like, 'nope, I already made the decision to have this one, you do what you want'. He decided, then, that he actually did want me.
The other night I learned that my biological dad left my mom because of violence, not the other way around (she didn't leave him). I knew he'd been violent, but mom was too (not young but) naive and inexperienced to know it was a problem. My dad, OTOH, was trained in military stuff and freaked out over these incidents that happened, like, once every six months. He was scared he'd lose control, and do something really bad (other than, like, just sending mom to the emergency room for stitches). He just left, poof, one day... and he never came back. Funny, that's always the thing I was scared of guys doing to me. I was one and a half at the time, I wonder...
My dad's brother was a high school teacher with five kids who one day ran away with one of his students.
I was very-almost aborted on my dad's part, because after the prognancy started he decided suddenly he didn't want another kid (he was paying child-support on one). Mom was like, 'nope, I already made the decision to have this one, you do what you want'. He decided, then, that he actually did want me.
