I am useless and good for nothing

     The next day, a Saturday, dad decided I was to do some sweeping. He thrust a broom into my hands and frog-marched me to the nearest classroom. He stood over me as I swept, repeatedly jabbing me in the chest.      “You’re An Animal!”. JAB! “You’re An Animal!” JAB! “you….. ANIMAL!” JAB!      I carried on sweeping, … Continue reading I am useless and good for nothing