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Diana Sinclair Posts: 10119 Joined: 3rd Apr 2008 Location: USA | quotePosted at 15:11 on 12th May 2009 The first incident that comes to mind is when I watched my stepfather pick up my kitten and throw him down several flights of stairs because he was angry at me. It was all I could do not to shove him down the stairs! |
Krissy Posts: 15430 Joined: 8th Jul 2008 Location: USA | quotePosted at 15:18 on 12th May 2009 When I came home from school and found my stepdad had sold my horse without telling me. She was just gone and no explaniation was given. What made me even more angry is the fact that my mother let it happen. |
Sue H Posts: 8172 Joined: 29th Jun 2007 Location: USA | quotePosted at 15:22 on 12th May 2009 I got angry to tears a few minutes ago when I watched the news report about the Texas care home facility for the mentally handicapped, who's caregivers have been forcing those poor residents to fight each other for sport. Please, please, please send them ALL to prison. |
| Krissy Posts: 15430 Joined: 8th Jul 2008 Location: USA | quotePosted at 15:23 on 12th May 2009 WHAT!???? Oh my God!! What is going on in the world anymore???!!   |
| Diana Sinclair Posts: 10119 Joined: 3rd Apr 2008 Location: USA | quotePosted at 15:35 on 12th May 2009 What???!!!! OMG!!! I hope they all go to prison too. |
Shirley K. Lawson Posts: 2310 Joined: 17th Jul 2008 Location: USA | quotePosted at 17:40 on 12th May 2009 the only day my husband an I got into it, I was very angry that day, I got an call from the school that we owed excessive money for school lunches my son had "charged"... and I knew I'd been sending him to school every week with an envelope with money in it for his lunch. I wanted my hubby to go an investigate where the money went. If the teacher was taking it, if he was giving it to someone that was bullying him at the time, if he was losing it, what was happening to it. We are talking like $40 here or better. Maybe she had made an mistake in her calculations...who knows. My son was as skinny as an rail, so I knew he wasn't getting the food. So he goes to schoool, and comes back home and I asked him, what he found out, he said, nothing and I said what happened, well, she showed he her book that he had charged them, so I paid the money..most cheerfully like they had an "great" conversation. I was miffed, I said so if someone is stealing my son's lunch from him every day, that seems to be "OK" with you.( I suspected that because of the answer my son was giving which was kind of an "Hum-ho" type of answer. though he was only in the first to second grade) Well, one word lead to another and I slapped him. first and only time I've done it, and I said, you don't find out the answer to this and get it straightened out, they will be open to doing anything they want with our son and get away with it. Well, he never did,... and they did as I said they would..it has left me bitter with them and with an lot of dis-resepect for my hubby through the years. From one thing to another they found an way to make my son having problems that most parents never had to deal with and then finally told us that he had ADHD..and they couldn't teach him. The doctors they forced e to take him to for Ritlin type drugs daily ... after an year of therapy and strong medications ..the schools said they couldn't "tell an difference", Doctors said they felt his school was being "biased" for some reason. I pulled him out and he got his GED and went on to trucking school. But I was mad, I wanted my son to have an college education. His first three years of school amounted to nothing but an pile of crap. That was after sending him to one an half year's of private schooling where they told me he excelled the first grade before he ever got into the first grade. As far as I can see, he palinly was never "taught" anything by the teachers, and was expected to "know it" by himself. The schools here just got in trouble again for doing much the same thing, taking students they don't want to spend time with and giving them "disabled" graduation diplomas in order to get them pass the President's '"No child left behind act"...in one case the kid got his high schookl graduation diploma simply because he knew how to speak English...not because he had been taught anything. Another lady stopped that one going on with legislation. In short it made the drop-put rate in our schools look far less then what they really are...os they good good reports. I don't deal with my grand-kids these days...I really am not up to it anyway because of my own health, but I really don't expect them to amount to an thing in ways around here...one reason I'm trying to buy things for them to "live off" later on, I know they will be low-income most likely the rest of their lives with the school system here. Parents left and right are pulling the kids out for private home schooling. It saddens me... becauae it's the school itself. If anyone says these days they are unhappy, the schools teachers say they have to have more money..it seems their ownly answer, never rolling up their sleeves and "teaching" the kids better. The" bad economy" will be this generations "cop-out" ..I betcha....Perhaps the need for an Panademic disease also. Henceforth the President (Obmama) says.."close down the schools". |
Debbie Adams Posts: 2043 Joined: 8th Mar 2009 Location: USA | quotePosted at 18:49 on 12th May 2009 When a landloard screwed me out of my 800.00 deposite and i could not do anything about it!!!!!!! Edited by: DEBBIE ADAMS at:12th May 2009 18:50 |
| Debbie Adams Posts: 2043 Joined: 8th Mar 2009 Location: USA | quotePosted at 18:58 on 12th May 2009 On 12th May 2009 15:22, Sue wrote:
That is just really SICK!!! Hope they all go to jail! |
Jeannie Fetters Posts: 189 Joined: 8th Apr 2009 Location: USA | quotePosted at 21:19 on 12th May 2009 The angriest I ever got was when Charles, my stupid ex-fiance of 1yr, 8 miserable months, of putting up with his bi-polar, manic depressant disorder, and him staying constantly drunk all the time. The first time he met my parents they came to drop my daughter off, from a weekend visit. He fell out the front door, and down our three steps to the ground. I was ever so embarrassed, he then forced my daughter and i to drive him to Georgia to see his dad, that he hadn't seen in 15 years. he was extremely drunk, forceful, and demanding. He had aquired some money, and I won't say how even if you ask me, I drove from Oklahoma, all the way through Arkansas, angry. I didn't realize I was still angry until I had reached the other side of Arkansas. It was a horrible trip, I got lost in Tennessee, and had I not asked for directions we would have ended up in New York. I also fell asleep at the wheel, I hadn't slept in nearly 2 days of straight driving. Had my daughter not screamed at me when I hit the gravel, we would have hitten a stop sign and plowed right through someones field, in the middle of nowhere. I'm talking no house anywhere, all woods. No street lights, no nothing. He was drunk all the way there, drunk while we were at his dads, and all the way back home to Oklahoma. I once almost drove off and left him, God wouldn't let me, It was not the humane thing to do, and not very christian of me. He fell out of the car, while trying to use the bathroom and rolled down a hill. I had to go after him, he crawled back up the hill to the car. He passed out drunk at his dad's while trying to propose to me. We had to borrow money from his dad just to get home on. On the way back home, we had to go 2 days with no shower, and not enough money to stop anywhere to take a shower, found a lake, and the foreigners, refused to let us even go in the lake without paying for 1 night stay. While on the way home, at a park he flirted with another woman, I come unwound on him, and went to yelling at him. Me and my daughter went to the car and I almost drove off again, and God wouldn't let me. On the way home, I some how got on the wrong roads, and ended up in Columbus, Mississippi. It was so full of gangster type people at the gas station. I really thought we were going to get mugged, raped, or shot before we got back to our car. I almost wet my pants when I turned the corner, and saw all the gangster type guys in long trech coats, and hats al;l sideways, walking with a sway type walk. My daughter and I were totally petrafied. We slept under many over passes. I had to duct tape the radiator hose together on the interstate. Amazingly it held together all the way home. When we first tried to find his dad's house. Charles was so drunk he had told me the wrong town. I finally stopped and called his dad, to get directions. I found the right town finally after 2 hours of being lost, and driving around. When we got close to home in Oklahoma, I had used the last bit of money to put oil in the car. I was so sleepy I sweerved all the way home. I sang every song imaginable I could think of to stay awake. During this whole trip. the only good that came out of it, was I met his dad, and stepmom, before she passed away. I got to see beautiful places I had never seen. Tennessee was beautiful to me. God gave me a peace when I crossed over the bridge, as if letting me know, he was with me in this trial. His dad and I still talk every now and then. the funny thing, is his dad won't send him anymore money, because ofhow he did my daughter and I, he won't even send him money for a bus ticket. He told us, if we ever made it to Georgia again, we were more than welcomed to stay with him aslong as we needed. I thank my Jesus for getting us out and away from Charles, he had the nerve to ask me out a couple of days ago, and kept wanting me to give him a hug. No way, in this world would I ever go back to him.He almost killed us, and that's another story. Am I scared of Charles? Sometimes. But all I know is God helps me have woman power, and God helps me stand my ground. My daughter said she was angry through the whole trip. |
| Jeannie Fetters Posts: 189 Joined: 8th Apr 2009 Location: USA | quotePosted at 21:44 on 12th May 2009 Sorry I talk so much that's just me.I have one more and I'll try to make it brief. I was in a horrible carwreck with my mom. in Jan. 1991. It broke my back in 2 places, and broke my moms neck. To the grace of Jesus we are both not paralyzed. Oh, we both have pain, don't get me wrong, but ever so grateful, we survived, and not paralyzed. Anyway, I said brief (haha) my (real) dad was visiting us at the hospital. I was flat on my back, and unable to move very much, due to my injuries. My mmmmm dad sat across from me, and said," Well, if it weren't for me a working ya'll wouldn't have gotten to eat, I was the one that put the "bread" on the table." If I ever could have got to hit my dad one good time in this world, that would have been my moment. My mom worked all the time, sometimes 2 jobs, to help make ends met. So we had things. Like food, clothing, shelter, etc. After dad got fired from the factory, he never worked again. But bought and sold cows, and bought junk cars that never went anywhere, but in the pasture to sit, and take up space. If I could have had the strength I would have picked up my pillow and threw it at him. I was so mad I couldn't even look at him. |
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