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"Take something from every day, son" that was what my father said to me as he lay dying.
I was 8 at the time, and it was one of the toughest things that I've ever had to go through. He knew he had cancer, and we all knew how long he had left, but watching him get progressively worse, and my mother struggling to look after him as best she could, as well as us was so very tough.
We were a strong family though, and we got through it.
Those words of my father's stayed with me, and every day I went into school with them in the back of my mind. I listened to the teachers more than I had in the past, and took knowledge home with me every day.
I did very well at school over the years, getting GCSE's followed by A-Levels, and I put it all down to my father's words.
After so many years in education, I grew tired of it, I needed a rest. I defered my University place, and went and got a job at PC World. I thought that I'd be able to learn from others there, and I'd always been interested in computing. I was hoping to learn how to build my own PC.
So I went in each day, and watched the more skilled members of staff build an fix PC's. This was sometimes difficult, as the majority of the staff were pretty clueless, particularly the sales staff, but I thought that I had learnt enough to be able to get by with my own PC.
I had reached a point where it seemed that I had learnt as much as I could from them when my father's words again came back to me. "Take something from every day". I'd taken all of the knowledge I could, so I contemplated changing jobs, but when left alone in the store room those words came to me agin, stronger. "Take something from every day"
So I did. Motherboards, processors, plenty of RAM, graphics and sound cards, fans. Every day I took something, saving me a great deal of money, and I even managed to sell on a couple of the PC's I built from the stolen parts. Obviously I had to but the cases, as they were a little big to steal, but still, I made quite a profit.
Maybe all of these years I had taken my father's words in the wrong way. All I ever got from schooling was grades, what did that mean? No, my father wasn't a man of paper, he was a material man. I imagine he's up there somewhere looking down on me quite pround. Probably a little bemused that it took me so long to get his meaning, but I think I got there in the end.
And that, Your Honour, is why you find me standing here before you today....
I was 8 at the time, and it was one of the toughest things that I've ever had to go through. He knew he had cancer, and we all knew how long he had left, but watching him get progressively worse, and my mother struggling to look after him as best she could, as well as us was so very tough.
We were a strong family though, and we got through it.
Those words of my father's stayed with me, and every day I went into school with them in the back of my mind. I listened to the teachers more than I had in the past, and took knowledge home with me every day.
I did very well at school over the years, getting GCSE's followed by A-Levels, and I put it all down to my father's words.
After so many years in education, I grew tired of it, I needed a rest. I defered my University place, and went and got a job at PC World. I thought that I'd be able to learn from others there, and I'd always been interested in computing. I was hoping to learn how to build my own PC.
So I went in each day, and watched the more skilled members of staff build an fix PC's. This was sometimes difficult, as the majority of the staff were pretty clueless, particularly the sales staff, but I thought that I had learnt enough to be able to get by with my own PC.
I had reached a point where it seemed that I had learnt as much as I could from them when my father's words again came back to me. "Take something from every day". I'd taken all of the knowledge I could, so I contemplated changing jobs, but when left alone in the store room those words came to me agin, stronger. "Take something from every day"
So I did. Motherboards, processors, plenty of RAM, graphics and sound cards, fans. Every day I took something, saving me a great deal of money, and I even managed to sell on a couple of the PC's I built from the stolen parts. Obviously I had to but the cases, as they were a little big to steal, but still, I made quite a profit.
Maybe all of these years I had taken my father's words in the wrong way. All I ever got from schooling was grades, what did that mean? No, my father wasn't a man of paper, he was a material man. I imagine he's up there somewhere looking down on me quite pround. Probably a little bemused that it took me so long to get his meaning, but I think I got there in the end.
And that, Your Honour, is why you find me standing here before you today....
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Meka Dragon wrote:
> Note to self:
>
> Make sure I state when it's fiction.
>
> Sorry. :-(
Don't. It's more fun this way :)
Especially if you leave it a little longer before replying...
> Note to self:
>
> Make sure I state when it's fiction.
>
> Sorry. :-(
Don't. It's more fun this way :)
Especially if you leave it a little longer before replying...
Ahh that ruled. As many people I thought you were telling a true story and I felt really bad but in the end I laughed out loud. This Forum rules, I mean so many great stories and topics. Hats off to you all
Heh, I belived it too until your reply to the topic.
"Take something from every day"
So you stole stuff.
Very nice.
"Take something from every day"
So you stole stuff.
Very nice.
Hmm, i believed it until the last line, but despite it being such a low story, when it got to
> "Take something from every day"
>
> So I did.
lol, that was good. maybe it wasn't really appropriate to laugh at that stage, seeing as i was a little suspicious but basically still believing it, but i couldn't help it, it *was* funny : )
> "Take something from every day"
>
> So I did.
lol, that was good. maybe it wasn't really appropriate to laugh at that stage, seeing as i was a little suspicious but basically still believing it, but i couldn't help it, it *was* funny : )
Yeah, sorry, but that was really emotional, especially as my mates dad just died from cancer, on Tuesday, last week.
I thought it was authentic.
:-(
I thought it was authentic.
:-(
Note to self:
Make sure I state when it's fiction.
Sorry. :-(
Make sure I state when it's fiction.
Sorry. :-(
B'stard!
I was reading that and feeling really sorry for you. Father dying when you were 8, etc.
As it went on, reading "take something from every day", I though about you nicking stuff. Then I thought "no, don't make jokes, even to yourself - it's not funny".
Then I got to the part about PC World and realised it was a joke.
Buttwipe!
I was reading that and feeling really sorry for you. Father dying when you were 8, etc.
As it went on, reading "take something from every day", I though about you nicking stuff. Then I thought "no, don't make jokes, even to yourself - it's not funny".
Then I got to the part about PC World and realised it was a joke.
Buttwipe!
nh wrote:
> I'm glad that I got to read your response there Meka because reading
> it I wasn't sure wether it was a true story or not.
After I posted it I read it back and though that people might believe it. Maybe I should I made a point that it was a work of fiction to begin with! D'oh!
Glad you liked it, anyway.
> I'm glad that I got to read your response there Meka because reading
> it I wasn't sure wether it was a true story or not.
After I posted it I read it back and though that people might believe it. Maybe I should I made a point that it was a work of fiction to begin with! D'oh!
Glad you liked it, anyway.
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