8-12-04

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As Bill Sees It

Boomerang, p. 185

When I was ten, I was tall and gawky, and smaller kids could push me
around in quarrels.
I remember being very depressed for a year or more, and then I began
to develop fierce
resolve to win.

One day, my grandfather came along with a book about Australia and
told me, "This
books says that nobody but an Australian bushman knows how to make
and throw a
boomerang."

"Here's my chance," I thought. "I will be the first man in America
to make and throw a
boomerang." Well, any kid could have a notion like that. It might
have lasted two days
or two weeks. But mine was a power drive that kept on for six
months, till I made a
boomerang that swung around the church yard in front of the house
and almost hit my
grandfather in the head when it came back.

Emotionally, I had begun the fashioning of another sort of
boomerang, one that almost
killed me later on.

A.A. Comes Of Age, p. 53

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readandpost® wrote:

Hey, Rosie! It's obvious from your constant changes in screen name and
addy, that you're very worried about getting killfiled. Have you ever
given a thought about maybe changing something other in your posts
than those?

--
Kai

It's great to be smart 'cause then you know stuff.