tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8437078713258414587.post5415383538715558909..comments2023-09-19T01:38:13.507-07:00Comments on cabin talk: a bad dayLewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04464334499265938224noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8437078713258414587.post-63304539308952960002010-01-06T17:13:22.469-08:002010-01-06T17:13:22.469-08:00Do you think a kid would understand the concept of...Do you think a kid would understand the concept of war? When I went to get blood drawn, the little girl who came in dressed in pink looking proper, until she was lead into the room where she screamed her head off. It sounded like she was suffering greatly, the agony was the greatest pain in the world. War was a not even mentioned compared to the killer needle approaching her arm."No, I want to go home" she yelled. The little girl left with swelled eyes and ruffled up outfit trailing her mom who wasn't speaking to her. She didn't get the needle and the war of the needle went away.seasidehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16832218653209557939noreply@blogger.com