children with knives
Hungary
May 9, 2009
Yesterday afternoon my children and me were at a local playing field. I talked with some women while my children played with each other.One of my friend's son came to us. He cried. He told that, two little gipsy guys had put a knife to his neck and had taken away his bicycle. The two twelve -year-old robbers already had gone. I called this guy's father. He came immediately. I suggested that he should call the police. He said, It wouldn't have had any sense.
If the policemen didn't find the two robbers he just wasted his time. But if the policemen would succeed, the gipsies's family would take the bigger trouble.
How many fathers think about things like this?
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03:40 AM May 09 2009 |
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suzy sun
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March 8, 2009
Our night, and dawn was awful. My six year old son had a sharp toothache.He cried from yesterday evening till today morning. We gave him pain-killers but that did not help him.Sunday morning we took him to a dentist on duty.
The doctor wanted to give him an injection, but he begun to cry and performed a hysterical play.
His mother make him sit in her lap, and I seized his head. Finally the doctor was able to anaesthetize his aching tooth.
Ten minutes later The doctor extracted his tooth. Everything was bloody, we hardly saw anything. The child cried. (maybe the anaesthesia was not entirely perfect.)I asked the doctor to give me my son's extracted tooth. Then we sat in our car and went home.
At home, when the bleeding was finished, I glanced in his mouth. I saw that, there is an other tooth which was hanging as if it wanted to drop out, next to the place from where was pulled out the aching tooth. It was kept by only one root. So we took our son back to the doctor, and he pulled this one out, as well.
Fortunately my son is happy now. He is not in pain. I am happy too.
To be frank I was very nervous.I regret him very much.
Sorry for this horrible story.I am under the sorrowful experience.
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03:01 PM Mar 12 2009 |
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tunabige
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06:35 AM Mar 12 2009 |
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Maggie_Guo
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04:44 AM Mar 08 2009 |
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Anny10
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03:38 AM Mar 08 2009 |
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CRANberry
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January 26, 2009
In Saint Peter's hall three men are sitting and chatting. They are waiting for entering the Heaven.
They are talking about in what circumstances they have died.
The first man said.
"-I was walking on the street, and suddenly my head was banged by a fridge. I died immediately."
The second man's story:
"- One day I was sitting in my office when somebody called me by phone. The voice said my wife had been cheating on me. I was offerred to go home immediately. I took on my coat, my hat and run to my home.
When I came home my door was closed, and the key was in the keyhole. I was very angry so I broke in the door. My wife was nerves and she was fully naked. I began to look for her lover. I glanced in the wardrobe, peeped under the bed, I twisted everything but I didn't find the coquettish.
Finally I took up our fridge went to our window and threw it out to street.
But My heart was so weak, thus I got a heart attack and regain my sense here in Saint Peter's hall.
When the second man finished his story both of them began to
stare the third one. He seemed to be embarrassed.
Finally he began his story.
"-To be frank I was sitting in a refrigerator and I can't remember anything else."
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04:19 PM Jan 26 2009 |
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CRANberry
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