Machlan Quotes In English
"Withhold no correction from the child, Lily. If thou beats him with the rod, he shall not die. Thou shalt beat him with the rod, and shalt deliver his soul from hell. Do as God says. Lachlan deserves a good punishment."
"You're in a good mood today, father.” She asks as she hands him his breakfast of beer with leftover sausage. Grandfather was always the man who'd have God, guns, gays, and gyno-politics on his mind. From time to time, though, he'll pass some wisdom onto my mother regarding me and how to handle my behavior. During this time of my breathing life, everything I came across with was dull and repetitive.
"Lily, what the fuck type of special idiot are you? I told you exactly how to deal with the boy and you …show more content…
I just got confused but I'll fix it” "I forgot you were a dumbass."
"...Go f—"
He reaches out to her giving her a record-breaking bloody nose. As he is behemoth compared to her, she knows better than to fight back, but sometimes I saw my mother slip. All she could ever do was pray, and of course, take it all on me. After all, that's what offspring are for, right? That and having someone fetch your dealer or some milk after it expires. I remind myself the discipline is for my own good and I will use these lessons in adulthood, if I live long enough. "Lachlan! Get out here, now!" She yells while wiping the blood off her nose. "Now, you see, this is exactly what will happen to you if you keep fucking around. Do you understand me?" In my mind, I'm defending myself. In reality, I don’t think I can form any words. She doesn't hear a …show more content…
After all, I have seen my mother's face in blood because of her attitude. Even if I was fluent in sign it's not like my family loved me enough to learn.
“Whoever spares the rod hates his son, but he who loves him is diligent to discipline him. Dammit, Lily!”
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Before my mother’s death I had a moment where I truly felt love for her, but it didn’t last as long as I would have liked it to. It was my turn to make breakfast. Everything was going well until I felt a shove while taking a beer out of the fridge. I dropped the bottle. There was glass and the blood of christ everywhere. I start to nervously pick up the mess as quickly as possible.
"The bible says a bastard shall not enter into the congregation of the lord and you're still fucking here," said Grandfather. “You should be grateful I feed you and keep a roof over your head instead of ruining everything I love”
“Father, let me deal with the boy. I mean, I did give birth to him.” My mother seems to only show respect for Grandfather.
“You better fucking will. Foolishness is bound in the heart of a child; but the rod of correction shall drive it far from him. You should know this by now. Haven’t I raised you to be a righteous
"You're in a good mood today, father.” She asks as she hands him his breakfast of beer with leftover sausage. Grandfather was always the man who'd have God, guns, gays, and gyno-politics on his mind. From time to time, though, he'll pass some wisdom onto my mother regarding me and how to handle my behavior. During this time of my breathing life, everything I came across with was dull and repetitive.
"Lily, what the fuck type of special idiot are you? I told you exactly how to deal with the boy and you …show more content…
I just got confused but I'll fix it” "I forgot you were a dumbass."
"...Go f—"
He reaches out to her giving her a record-breaking bloody nose. As he is behemoth compared to her, she knows better than to fight back, but sometimes I saw my mother slip. All she could ever do was pray, and of course, take it all on me. After all, that's what offspring are for, right? That and having someone fetch your dealer or some milk after it expires. I remind myself the discipline is for my own good and I will use these lessons in adulthood, if I live long enough. "Lachlan! Get out here, now!" She yells while wiping the blood off her nose. "Now, you see, this is exactly what will happen to you if you keep fucking around. Do you understand me?" In my mind, I'm defending myself. In reality, I don’t think I can form any words. She doesn't hear a …show more content…
After all, I have seen my mother's face in blood because of her attitude. Even if I was fluent in sign it's not like my family loved me enough to learn.
“Whoever spares the rod hates his son, but he who loves him is diligent to discipline him. Dammit, Lily!”
* * * * *
Before my mother’s death I had a moment where I truly felt love for her, but it didn’t last as long as I would have liked it to. It was my turn to make breakfast. Everything was going well until I felt a shove while taking a beer out of the fridge. I dropped the bottle. There was glass and the blood of christ everywhere. I start to nervously pick up the mess as quickly as possible.
"The bible says a bastard shall not enter into the congregation of the lord and you're still fucking here," said Grandfather. “You should be grateful I feed you and keep a roof over your head instead of ruining everything I love”
“Father, let me deal with the boy. I mean, I did give birth to him.” My mother seems to only show respect for Grandfather.
“You better fucking will. Foolishness is bound in the heart of a child; but the rod of correction shall drive it far from him. You should know this by now. Haven’t I raised you to be a righteous