Two truths and a lie

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Hi Isabella

You're right....but one of the kids WAS from Trinidad. He told me once that somebody, when he was a little kid, chased him around an outhouse wanting to seduce him. He used to make up some wild stories!

1. When my paternal grandmother died we inherited her organ (ummm.... I mean "musical" organ ), and my parents forced me to take organ lessons from a very staunch Welsh man who wore a grey suit and top hat to my house. I hated it.

2. I was so shy in High School that I hid in the Library and refused to go to many of my classes. I ended up failing several and needing remedial support from a home tutor.

3. My mother told me that if I could shake salt onto a bird's tail it wouldn't be able to fly. I believed everything I was told, so I spent hours roaming outdoors with a salt shaker trying to catch a wild bird. I could never get near enough to salt its tail.

(In retrospect, I think my mother just wanted to get me out of the house).

I believe #2 is your lie. I don't believe you failed too many classes---if at all.

You might have been shy, and you might have not went to a few classes---but you did well enough to pass, and sometimes you even got superior grades, Similar to my experience in junior high.

How else could you have gotten into a University with those witty professors?


1. I never got thrown out of a college class.

2. I was reprimanded a couple of times in class in college.

3. I got a "C" for an English course because I wrote my final paper on the subject of my choice, rather than the professor's choice.

I think 2 is Kortie's lie. That would be unusual.

Nope. It's #3. I never got a "C" in a paper. That paper on Innisfree which I almost failed actually garnered me a "check-minus."

I was reprimanded a couple of times (gently) in class for talking out of turn.

I'm glad that University considered the Totality of you, rather than that one bad term.

1. An adjunct instructor once claimed that the world was created in 4004 BC.

2. This instructor had a strong tendency towards wearing black.

3. He reprimanded me once in class.

This time, I was able to restrain my impulses. I never got reprimanded by this guy. He gave me an A-Minus for his course.

He did claim that the world was created in 4004 BC.

That's hilarious.

Charlie Brown meets Isabella:

1. When I was in High School there was a Valentine's event where students could send a rose (anonymously) to another student as a fund-raiser. I noticed several girls covertly sending "anonymous" roses to themselves just to appear popular when they were eventually delivered during class. I didn't get any roses but knew I'd been sincere.

2. In Uni, all the girls in my wing of the dormitory seemed to receive roses by delivery for Valentine's Day. They proved it by leaving the empty rose boxes (with ribbons and cellophane) outside their doors for trash pick up, but this was really done as a status symbol. Again, I had neither roses nor empty boxes.

3. When I was ten years old my father made sure that flowers were delivered to me at school on Valentine's Day. The delivery company sent them to the wrong school and somehow I never received them. He bought me a record album when I got home.

In 8th grade in 1975 at Robert Wagner Junior High:

1. I was able to get a pizza and a coke for 50 cents total.

2. Instead of going on the class trip, I stayed around school, hung out in a phone booth during a hailstorm, and listened to "Lady Marmalade" by LaBelle that was playing on a transistor radio nearby

3. I was put on the Honor Roll for the last semester of 1975.

LOL....I just cannot believe something that harebrained could have happened. #2!

What a great dad!

I still can't get over the abject stupidity of #2---and these were University Woman? At an Oxford/Cambridge-type place? I'm glad you're the True Isabella....and just stuck to your guns.


1. One time, at age 17, I ran away from home to Times Square. Somehow, my father (who was living in Jersey) found me at Nedick's, a famous hot dog-type place. He took me home, where my brother whacked me on the head. I left home because my mother's boyfriend hit me.

2. Also at age 17, I went to this party, where I was given some sort of "rush" type substance. "Rush" is something you put up your nose to get a really quick "high" or "rush." I couldn't finish a sentence for the rest of the evening, even though a joint was passed around, and I didn't inhale.

3. When I was 16, I ran away to Greenwich Village. I showed up at this guy's apartment. He believe in "tantric sex," but that wasn't why I was there. I think he once offered a place to stay should I want to run away. The next morning, though, he said I should go back home. My father picked me up at that place. "Heart of Glass" by Blondie was playing on his car radio. The car was a 1977 Buick Skylark.