Being the best buddy a guy could have, he points right at me, when Sister Mary Rose said “Who just throw this clay?!” I wasn’t even paying atten...ion one bit when Tommy thrown it. It was quit a shock when Sister Mary Rose yanked me out of my chair by my shirt collar. She march me out of the room down the hall to her office, she push me in and shut the door locking it behind her, I knew I was in deep shit. Now I wasn’t a saint by any means in school, and took a little pride. I've always been sort of in opposition to ordinary gender traditions in society, and while studying I had gotten myself a part-time job to help financing my studies. Most women like me would probably end up with a part-time job as cash-register-lady in a supermarket or in a hamburger-shop or something like that, but I ended up driving a forklift at a large mechanical factory whenever they needed folks in the afternoons and weekends due to double shifts when delivery-dates closed in on them too. I finally got to sleep. The next morning I nd woke to breakfast being made by mom I walk into the kitchen and she is cooking and dressed in a short robe but what blows me away is when she bends over to get something out of the fridge I can see she is naked under the robe. I ask her if she had a good time last night and she says it was great as if I didn't know then she says we need to talk. As I'm eating she sets down across from me and says that the reason she and dad split up is that she. York agreeing with him.The chronicle of the family's summer caused the platoon to gathertogether during the three hours of personal time before lights out tolisten to them talk as the multiple stories of the family were almost toooutrageous to believe. The way they talked so freely about them and withthe usual inside jokes and laughs caused the majority to hang on everyword. It was good entertainment and for most it was a way of escaping theloneliness of training as they were brought into the.