Myths and legends of Avrelia F.
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avreliafollow-up from the "ten things" post.
This stories are kind of legendary, because I don’t remember them myself – and I was told about them by my relatives much later. The stories, however are true to my character.
They both happen when I was 2 or 3 years old, and I am not sure which happen first.
1) How I kicked an old lady.
I was standing on a bus stop, waiting for a bus. Apparently I had some adult relatives with me, being rather young to wait for a bus alone. The bus didn’t come at once, and I got bored with the waiting like only little children could be. So when a bus came, I tried to get into it – but it was the wrong bus, so I wasn’t let into, and stayed, and sulked. Then the right bus came, but I decided to be all contrary and not to go it. I guess, I didn’t behave very well at the moment.
So, an old lady standing nearby started to admonish me for it.
I came closer and kicked her.
2) How I bathed a puppy in a toilet bowl.
For some time between 1 and 3 year old I was living with my grandparents and an aunt in Leningrad – as my parents were settling in Moscow and their living conditions were hectic. One day, when I was around 2.5 years old, my aunt brought home a puppy – a tiny bichon, white and fluffy. I was delighted and tried to play and cuddle with it as I did with my dolls. Of course, the play included bathing – and the only water I could reach, being not very tall myself, was in the toilet.
This stories are kind of legendary, because I don’t remember them myself – and I was told about them by my relatives much later. The stories, however are true to my character.
They both happen when I was 2 or 3 years old, and I am not sure which happen first.
1) How I kicked an old lady.
I was standing on a bus stop, waiting for a bus. Apparently I had some adult relatives with me, being rather young to wait for a bus alone. The bus didn’t come at once, and I got bored with the waiting like only little children could be. So when a bus came, I tried to get into it – but it was the wrong bus, so I wasn’t let into, and stayed, and sulked. Then the right bus came, but I decided to be all contrary and not to go it. I guess, I didn’t behave very well at the moment.
So, an old lady standing nearby started to admonish me for it.
I came closer and kicked her.
2) How I bathed a puppy in a toilet bowl.
For some time between 1 and 3 year old I was living with my grandparents and an aunt in Leningrad – as my parents were settling in Moscow and their living conditions were hectic. One day, when I was around 2.5 years old, my aunt brought home a puppy – a tiny bichon, white and fluffy. I was delighted and tried to play and cuddle with it as I did with my dolls. Of course, the play included bathing – and the only water I could reach, being not very tall myself, was in the toilet.
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Date: 2005-02-28 07:12 pm (UTC)The puppy was fine, he just didn't like me much.
and I planned to comment on your morality post, which is beyond cool, but it got me thinking in some strange directions - the duty to care and law and how Buffy is the law and other fun things and I got distracted. Hopefully I'll manage to put it together.
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Date: 2005-02-28 09:19 pm (UTC)