Sunday, December 04, 2005

Trouth Mubbles

I wasn't raised using good grammar and proper English. My parents swore all the time and they didn't care if we did either. I didn't do too well in school and I didn't really try very hard to learn how to write because I didn't care about it.

Spelling and grammar and using proper English are all things that Daddy cares about very much and I get into trouble when I don't do my best. He understands that I make honest mistakes sometimes but when he can tell that I'm just not trying he gets mad. Especially when I swear! It's really hard because I spend lots of time around people who talk like that, with bad words and poor English and so I start to pick up their way of talking.

Yesterday I said something really stupid and Daddy got mad because it was something he's already told me lots of times not to say. I won't even type it here because I'm trying to get it out of my head forever so I never say it again. Anyway, he gave me a chance to say it right but I just wasn't clued in at all so I totally didn't realise what he was saying. I just looked at him like, "Huh?" and then he got all serious and he took my arm and pulled me into the bathroom. He sat down on the toilet lid and squirted a bunch of Softsoap on the washcloth and then he washed my mouth out from the very back to the front and he made me stick out my tongue to clean it too, and the roof of my mouth as well. It was sooooo gross. I gagged and cried too and then I tried to pull away from him which always just makes it worse and so he flipped up my nightgown and spanked me right there in the bathroom for resisting because I'm not allowed to do that.

The he made me stand in the corner with my nose touching the wall and holding up my nightgown for about half an hour. I felt sick from the taste of the soap and I wanted to scream at him but that is NEVER a good idea. Then when he finally felt that I'd learned my lesson he brought me out of the corner and took me to bed and there he was very VERY nice to me. :D