Math Test

I so remember - twelve years old -

Running home with my Math paper

99% in bold red across the top.

Racing full tilt to show my mother

How well I had done.

Teacher had been full of smiles.


I burst through the door.

'Mummy! Mummy! Look what I did!

Ninety-nine percent!'

She was at the sink peeling potatoes.

She turned, wiping her hands in her apron.

'Well! And why wasn't it a hundred?'



Patted and flattened in a single breath.

Caught between a groan and a giggle

I 'got the point' – instantly.

She held the bar high

And I loved her for it!

Cynthia Buell Thomas, June, 2019

◄ I Hope There Is A Heaven For That Pretty Pink Dress

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Sat 22nd Jun 2019 11:39

Oh, Tommy - terrific!

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Tommy Carroll

Tue 18th Jun 2019 20:36

Success is dialectical, failure is formalistic, measuring's another's gauge, twixt damp-squib and ballistic.

appologies for versing your post Cyn. ?

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Wayne McLellan

Thu 13th Jun 2019 22:50

Mums eh, you gotta love theme, lol?

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Thu 13th Jun 2019 20:37

I guess that the whole essence of this is whether the comment was made in humour or seriously Cynthia. Kids usually know and I'm sure you took it on the chin. It made me feel uncomfortable in the memory of my father who was unconsciously critical, even though I learnt from his skills.


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Martin Elder

Thu 13th Jun 2019 17:03

I love these slices of life that write. they are great.
love it

I hope to be at Sale next Tuesday maybe I will see you there

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