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26 October 2019

THE MOLE



THE MOLE

There are two definitions of the word precocious and as a young child I was neither, although if you knew me when I was aged two you might have wondered about that.  I was born chubby, in fact I was known as the Michelin baby, but I levelled out by the time I was two.

I was born with a mole and the mole was in an embarrassing place. at the top of the inner thigh. Of course, I wasn’t embarrassed at that age, I was simply fascinated. I must have felt proud because I showed it to everyone I met. I can almost hear me saying ‘I’m two and I’ve got a mole’ before lifting the skirts to show it off.

The more the parents told me not to expose myself in such a fashion the more I did it. As soon as I met a new person I lifted the frock to show off the mole. It went on until I got to school age. I got the lecture then. I was told that the teacher would cane my bare bum if I did it in class … and after one look at the teacher I believed it. Her name was Miss Pinches and she put the fear of God in me. One look at her stern face and I was cured for all time. That woman haunted my schooldays, she moved up with me. Wherever I went, she followed. One time she smashed the ruler on my hand, breaking the nib of a brand new fountain pen. Remember fountain pens? Oh the hours I spent scrubbing ink from my fingers.

For such a quiet child, I got into all sorts of trouble … both at home and school. 

Returning to the subject of the mole. Even now, although it is no bigger than a pin head I’m reluctant to show a leg, yet if you were to gaze upon my pictures you would believe that to be a complete lie. Looking back through the old pictures it seemed to me that I did nothing else.

I repeat I am NOT a promiscuous person. 


18 comments:

  1. So funny and yes those old teachers were a horror, but they did get respect.

    My grandson has a birth mar on his butt that when I baby sat and had to change his diaper I wiped it every time thinking it was...not a birthmark.

    I have a picture of my mom at age two with the same hair cut. I think it was called a Buster Brown.

    Excellent post!

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    1. Understandable, Joeh... those birthmarks were/are definitely the colour of you know what....lol.

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  2. "I repeat I am NOT a promiscuous person. "

    HAHAHAHAHAHA!

    Valerie, I LOVED, LOVED, LOVED this post! OMG...the pictures of you as a child are sooooooooooo cute! Isn't it something how we always keep our facial features from childhood to adulthood because I can definitely see how you look the same now as you did then. Your little dress in the second photo is adorable!

    " Her name was Miss Pinches and she put the fear of God in me. " And can see why! Not only because of her actions, but also her name. Miss PINCHES!

    I too have a mole on my body that I was born with. However, you can't see it unless I'm completely naked because it's way below my waistline. As I've gotten older it's gotten smaller in size and lighter in color.

    What an enjoyable post, my friend! Have a super weekend!

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    1. Oh gosh, Ron, I hope I look a bit more grown-up now. You are right about the moles, the do seem to shrink as we get older. I read your comment and just had to check if my mole was still there...

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  3. So cute that you loved to tell people about your mole! I can remember being surprised that people didn't want to see the matching knickers my mother had made to go under my dress! That teacher sounds horrific. Little children nowadays are lucky that people like that tend to be weeded out now.

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    1. Indeed, teachers were dreadful in those days. I remember having the cane just for blowing my nose in class!!!

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  4. I love old pictures, you look simply angelic.

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  5. You were an adorable little girl, Valerie, and I have no doubt you're still adorable.

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    1. Yes, still adorable. If any doubts arise, send them packing,

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  6. A very funny post. Miss Pinches sounds like an ogre. Super photos too.

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    1. Everyone was scared of Miss Pinches, including me. Her aim in life seemed to be chopping off fingers with a steel ruler.

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  7. Thank you for sharing this story, Valerie, and I also enjoyed seeing your childhood photos.

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    1. I didn't like having my photo taken but at that age I wasn't too bothered.

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  8. What cute photos, and I'm sure the mole is too. I love the way you wanted to show it to everyone. :D

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    1. The mole is tiny now, and I never look at it. I suppose I can thank the mole for turning into a flirt hahaha.

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  9. Oh this is so cute, doing what comes naturally to an innocent child and that innocent curiosity. You were an adorable little girl Valerie :)

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    1. Oh Denise, what I pity I didn't stay 'adorable' ... grins.

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