Discussion in 'Life After Brown' started by DS, Sep 16, 2011.

  1. DS

    DS Fenderbender

    When I was in grade 4,I was playing with liquid mercury in science class ,rolling it around in my hands and it escaped and rolled off my desk and on the floor.
    This school is still there.This was in 1964 ,should I tell them?
    I now know it's dangerous,but back then,it was just liquid metal.
    Does anyone know how dangerous?
  2. DS

    DS Fenderbender

    14 people have read my post...with no replies,I guess that means they did not know the answer to my question
  3. pickup

    pickup Well-Known Member

    Don't be so mercurial , DS. The mercury that you let escape onto the floor has long since evaporated. See link: http://answers.google.com/answers/threadview?id=372824

    There!, you got your response, now go to bed happy. :happy2:
  4. DS

    DS Fenderbender

    Ok so whoops was the name I chose for this thread.What I was really after was a thread about the stupid things you did growing up.
    Everyone makes mistakes,especially when you're young.I got caught serving pepsi bottles with a tennis racquet against the school wall
    and although fun at the time,turned out to be a bad idea.
    I got the strap.which was a leather belt that looked like the bit you put in a horses mouth.And our principle.Mr. Devolin,seemed to take excess pleasure whacking my hands with it.
    Anyone else ever do something stupid?
  5. DS

    DS Fenderbender

    pickup, first of all,you are the man.
    Nextly,I read that mercury evaporates,but I can't see why.
    have you ever done something stupid?
  6. pickup

    pickup Well-Known Member

    I won't agree with your first statement, nor disagree with it out of respect for you.
    As for mercury evaporating, well why not? It is a liquid. Liquids eventually evaporate.

    Have I ever done anything stupid? Well let's see. I started a fire in the bathroom waste basket when I was in 5th grade. Well , the fire went its course and devoured everything in the waste basket and then went out. 20 minutes later the janitor went to each class on the floor and asked the teachers if anyone went to the bathroom in the last 1/2 hour or so. Well, my teacher said I did. But apparently I wasn't a suspect. They asked if I was there alone and I said I saw one other person in there but didn't know who it was as it was an older kid , probably from the 6th grade. (the school was from kindergarten to 6th grade).

    The janitor escorted me from to all four classes of the 6th grade where i stood in front of the class and looked at everyone. There was some method to the madness of which class to go to first as we started with the dumbest and moved up. Finally, I was staring at the last class and saw one of the pompous 6th graders in my sights. I was very nervous as I needed to finger someone and I had to hope that the person I wrongly fingered was worthy of being put in a bad position, one that wouldn't go after me if he figured out I fingered him(very probable) and , key point here, that he went to the bathroom within the time frame I was there (I was all alone when I set the fire).

    Well, the janitor and I left the room and I said it was the one in the third seat in the second row. Looking through the window, the janitor said " the one in the red shirt?" . I replied "yes". I was escorted back to my room , thanked for my service and the pompous six grader became a suspect and as it turned out, he was in the bathroom relatively recently. I don't think anything was conclusively "proven" in regards to his actions but I managed to push any rightful latent suspicions off of me.

    Never light a fire in a place that you had to get a bathroom pass to get into . Too easy to get caught( or almost caught).
  7. pickup

    pickup Well-Known Member

    Okay this post popped up after the last one you wrote. The tennis racket incident reminded me of something that I did when I was in summer camp when I was 9 or so. I really hated this one counselor and our group was on the tennis court. At some point my counselor was on the opposite side of the court sitting down and i was on other side near one of those machines that shoot out the tennis balls. I only had to bump it a little bit to line it up with where he was sitting. All I had to do was click on the switch. And I fought myself , but still I eventually hit the "on" switch. Successs!. I nailed him with the first shot and before he figured out where it came from, he got nailed by another one.

    I got a big lecture from the head counselor about the dangers of my actions. What dangers???? Please, it's not like I could have taken his eye out. It was a stupid thing to do but it was worth it. It truly was.
  8. pickup

    pickup Well-Known Member

    You're right Ds. Kids do stupid things. We did and kids still will. It is somewhat sad that today's kids get suspended and sometimes arrested over things that we did when we were young and just did not practice good impulse control because we didn't know how. We might have got yelled at by the teachers and maybe a belt applied to our behinds when we got home, but that was the end of it. Now these kids end up going through the system.

    Zero tolerance is bull:censored2::censored2::censored2::censored2:.
  9. dilligaf

    dilligaf IN VINO VERITAS

    I did.


    But I really don't want to talk about it.

    Can we just leave it at that?
  10. menotyou

    menotyou bella amicizia

    I can't count the stupid things I did. Being the naive one in the group leads to being the one who gets in trouble. I got in a lot of trouble. One year at the cottage, Cedar Point locked out the cottagers from having access to a gate near our cottages. The next bay over, there were older kids(I was 10 or 11 and had snuck out of the cottage) from a lot bigger cities. About 20 of us(some cottagers, some campers from the park) ripped down about 200 yards of fence to 'teach them a lesson'. Real smart. Guess who got taught a lesson? Got booted from the park for the rest of the summer.

    I would sneak over in my boat, though. hehehehehehe
  11. UpstateNYUPSer

    UpstateNYUPSer Very proud grandfather.

    4th grade in 1964? Hate to tell you, DS, but I was only 3 in 1964.
  12. over9five

    over9five Moderator Staff Member

    Stupid things I did growing up?

    I'd have to start another blog!

    July 1975....
  13. moreluck

    moreluck golden ticket member

    I did the same thing in grade school. I don't know where we got it, but I remember rolling the mercury from hand to hand and watching the shiny silver liquid beads draw like a magnet to each other....one drop can be squished to several drops.
  14. moreluck

    moreluck golden ticket member

    Did you know that if you spray hair spray all over a sink you can light it? I never did that, just thought you'd find that interesting. I was the absolute perfect child and an angel to boot!
  15. over9five

    over9five Moderator Staff Member

    One drop of mercury can poison an entire lake.

    Or so I've heard.
  16. Shushi

    Shushi Guest

    When I was 5 or 6 I started playing with scissors & fire. The fire consisted mostly of lighting candles, incense, small pieces of paper & sticks, & because I was home by myself on a near daily basis, my mother never knew I was a bit a fire-bug until I was almost a teenager. I never destroyed anything valuable or had a fire get out of control but I scare myself thinking about how o.k. I thought it was for me to be doing that when I was so little, haha.
    The scissors thing was a little more obvious to Mom, being that one of the first things I did was chop my pony-tail up & snip a few of my clothes here & there, so she put a stop to it immediately.
    I'm all grown up & still play with fire sometimes & I started cutting my hair again about three years ago but I read quite a few books & watched an instructional or ten before I took the plunge.
    I'm actually pretty slick with the scissors nowadays. Whenever I give myself a trim I get compliments & sometimes women ask me where I got it done & will I give them the name of my stylist.
  17. Dizzee

    Dizzee ɹǝqɯǝɯ ɹoıuǝs

    I had a pellet gun as a kid. Occasionally I would "chew" on one of the pellets. They were made of lead.
    My pals and I spent one summer jumping off of things. The peak of their garage was probably a good 15'. Did it dozens of times.
    Whenever Lake Erie would be rough enough, 10' waves or so, we would jump off the cliff into the waves. In between the waves the water would be about a foot deep.
    One summer I purchased a gross of M-80s from a guy who was desperate for money. Lots of stuff got blown up that summer.
  18. moreluck

    moreluck golden ticket member

    I remember M-80's and mailboxes.......must be a buckeye thing!
  19. cachsux

    cachsux Wah

    I used a piece of fiberglass barn siding to make a jump ramp for my friends and I to jump over our parents cars. No such thing a bicycle helmets back then. Most of us got by with little to no brain damage.
  20. DS

    DS Fenderbender

    I took it a step further,I put the pellets in my mouth for easy access,
    I killed a garter snake with a bow and arrow once,and I never used it again,
    I cried for a week.