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- From: a2baehr@rzdspc22.informatik.uni-hamburg.de (Martin Baehr)
- Subject: Reminisces of an older brother (was: sister (was leave kids...
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- Date: 21 Jan 93 17:49:50 GMT
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- peri@cco.caltech.edu (Michal Leah Peri) writes:
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- >Two funny stories about my little brother, back in the early 70's:
-
- >My parents were in the habit of letting me and my brother play alone
- >or with each other while they did chores around the house. One day
- >we relized that none of us knew where Danny was, then about 2yo but
- >not very verbal. We looked all around the house, in the back yard,
- >and even out in front on the street we lived on (residential, very
- >quiet, and ke knew *all* the neighbors). On the second pass through
- >the back yard we *finally* found Danny about 5' up a tree, sucking
- >his bottle of apple joice and wondering what all the commotion was
- >about!
-
- >A bit later (when Danny was not quite 4) my parents suddenly noticed
- >that the house was awfully quiet. I was reading in the living room
- >and had no idea where Danny was, except that I was *sure* that he
- >hadn't gone out either the front of the back door. Again my parents
- >searched through the house, and finally noticed that the bathroom
- >door was locked. We called and knocked -- no answer. My dad finally
- >picked the lock (we were quite worried by this time) and found Danny
- >sitting on the pot. Reading! (Or, at least studiously looking at the
- >pictures or Dr. Seuss's The_Best_Nest -- it was Danny's all-time
- >favorite book for years.) He must have picked up the on-the-pot
- >habit from my dad.
-
- This reminds me of a story that happened bach when I was ...
- (hang on, I'm calculating ... )
- five or six. My little brother was about three. We were out in town,
- shopping I guess, all of us (at least we thougth), and suddenly my mom
- noticed that our little one was gone. So we went back all the way and
- searched up and down the main-street of the town buut he seemed to be
- dissapeared. Finally we went to the police to ask if maybe some friendly
- cop had picked him up, but they could't help us either. So we could do
- nothing else than going back home.
- And guess what:
- ^L
- There he was: sleeping like an angle.
- We never figured out if he just missed us leaving, and stayed at home,
- or if, after loosing us in town, he jusst went bach home (But don't ask
- me how he then managed to get in our apartment.
-
- So long, martin (21yr)
-
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- Martin Baehr a2baehr@rzdspc2.informatik.uni-hamburg.de
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- One World, One People Please. Baha'u'llah
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