Thursday, January 15, 2009

I Stole The Things In This Sack

Mama Kat has a Friday Writers Workshop each week and I have decided to participate once again. Go check out all the other entries, they are great!

The year was 1965. My parents had just gotten divorced and my Mother had married my evil Step Father. (Don't worry, he's a pretty nice guy now!) We had moved to Salt Lake and I had just started 2nd Grade in a new school. My teacher was young and pretty, I made a really nice new friend and the cutest boy in the 2nd Grade sat next to me. My mother also gave birth to my first half sibling.

I guess I felt like there was some attention lacking or maybe I was just young and wreckless and wanted to live on the edge. The edge of what I'm not sure, but I took a giant step forward in my criminal career.

Troll Dolls were big in 1965. Lucky Lockets weren't far behind. I loved both of these items and would wonder the toy aisles with lust in my heart for them.

The lovely Lucky Locket.

Alluring Troll Dolls.

My new family was pretty poor. We couldn't afford cool fun toys like the Dolls I loved! We lived just down the street from a store called Grand Central. We could walk up the alley behind our house and be there in a few minutes. I used to drag my older sister along. We would roam those beautiful toy aisles and wish they were all ours.

Being a clever, imaginative and creative child I made up an elaborate story that I would share with my sister. I told her we were doing a special project in school and when you wanted something from a store you would simply say this magic stuff and the clerk would just hand over whatever you want. My sister believed this. Would you?

So I stuffed many Troll Dolls and Lucky Lockets in my book bag and took them home with me.

Enter Evil Step Father........

Dum..dum..dum..dum........

Above stated Step Father found my stash of pilfered items. Off he drags us to the Store Managers Office to show him what rotten children we were. The Manager was very sympathetic and told us that if we promised to never steal anything again he would let us off the hook plus let us keep all our loot. Such a nice guy. Evil Step Father was not so nice. He got paper lunch bags, put all the stolen items inside, put a string through the top and wrote "I stole the things in this sack." We had to wear these for a week, everywhere we went, including school.

Lesson learned. I soon hated Trolls and vowed to never steal anything ever again.

It was about this time that I began to collect kitties instead of Trolls. It was a very wise choice! I wouldn't like living at the Point of the Mountain with real criminals.

21 comments:

Tara said...

haha!! I love this story! Sorry Marrdy, but evil step father had a great parenting idea! I'll have to remember that...

Tracy P. said...

Oh my gosh, Marrdy! I LOVED lucky lockets!! And had a bunch of trolls. My grandma bought each granddaughter a troll bank for our birthdays one year. But you forgot little kiddles and flatsies. I saw flatsies at Cracker Barrel a few weeks back. Amazing!

McEwens said...

I can see where at the time you would think he was an evil (was that your word) but, what a great lesson you learned, Glad you gave up a life of crime, I wouldnt have met you... well, unless you blogged from prison, you ARE blogging from home RIGHT? No special little ankle braclets either??? LOl

Adiel said...

Marrdy! I am surprised! I never thought you'd do that! ;) Funny story though! Let's play soon! Miss ya Mama Marrdy!

Sid said...
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Sid said...

Well, I'm glad you got that out of your system before 5th grade when we met. You never know what terrible, horrible thing you would have talked me into. I worshipped the ground you walked on and could have ended up living in another state isolated from friends and family...oh wait that's what has happened. Uh..how did I get here?
love ya tons!

Liz said...

I can't believe you had to walk around with a paper brown bag on your neck. That was EVIL. It's like a scarlet A (or T for trolls). Ahhhhh...Grand Central. I loved that store as a kid.

Sherri - KaysvilleMomma said...

I am so glad you are not at the Point!!

Veggie Mom said...

But your kitty looks awfully pretty with the little Troll doll as company! This is a great, well-written story. You should join the writing challenge that I'm in! PS: I'm posting your Lemonade Award tomorrow!

Maki said...

OMG!!! I don't know if I should say this, but I love your Evil Step Father!!! I mean, not many parents are as strong and firm as your ESF... Although I kinda love Troll Dolls.

Thank you so much for supporting my big day past Wendnesday! It meant a lot to me and I really appreciated.

Please stay in touch! Have a lovely weekend:)

the Pan-lings said...

OMGosh!! I can totally picture it and I'm sorry I'm giggling off the hook!!! Lesson learned, great story to share..

nikkicrumpet said...

Well....you have to give him points for creativity...and for using a method that would work every time!!! And shame on the store owner for telling you that you could keep the items...that wasn't a good idea!

nikkicrumpet said...

HEY Mardy!!! You are such a sweetheart...by adding yourself as a follower you pushed me to the 200 mark. YAY you. Can you email me (address shows in my profile) and give me your home address. I want to send you a little gift to say thank you!!

Juls said...

You had to wear the sack for a week!? ...Oh my.... great story!

Melissa B. said...

I was a bit of a thief myself, way back, When the World Was Very Young. I believe we teenboppers called it "the 5-finger discount." And yes, Mom drug my skinny 13-year-old butt back to the 5 & Dime to return every single bit of my bling. I never wrote about the situation as eloquently as you, though. Bravo!

BTW, don't forget Sx3 tomorrow...we'll be in an Inaugural Kind of Mood!

Tulsi said...

I would be so sad to wear a sack. I'm sure none of my shoes would go with it.

Auntie MC said...

Your story made me sad actually. A confession to the manager is a good thing but, I'm thinking as a 2nd grader you got the message without being humiliated with the bad around the neck thing. You were going through so many tough emotional adjustments at the time also.

Auntie MC said...

Ooopppsss, spelling error. I meant to say BAG around the neck.

mydogumentary said...

Wow--evil! haha That is a good story! And troll dolls are totally worth stealing! :)

Mama Kat said...

Oh my gosh I just love the old school discipline measures!! Sometimes I feel like we need a mean old step dad in THIS house!!

Demand More said...

Thanks for the comment on my blog, I needed that today. When are you going to blog again, I need stories :)