How We Have Learned To Believe The Untrue

Think back to an event in your life that happened to scare you ?

Something that just was not fair

You were cheated out of a good time that others had and shared

Until this moment you have held a sour taste in your mouth for that moment

Then think of the reasons why ?

Then it is time to put this feeling aside

Think again was this the truth or did you make yourself believe a lie ?

Was there a person that treated you nasty ?

Did you leave out the real facts ?

Did you make up a story and now have told it so many times you actually believe it

Did you want to believe what was simply not true ?

Now I know this is hard but isn't it time to change the past and correct it to make it right

I know I have done this in my life

I had a French teacher who treated me mean

She had it in for me

She picked on me

I wasn't the problem she was

So I believed

So I wanted to believe

But over twenty years later I came to realize this just wasn't true

My mind had altered the facts to make me feel better

I don't remember studying that much

I don't remember asking for help

I remember flunking out

I remember feeling terrible and wanting to get revenge

She use to have real flowers in her class she started in small pots

Then at the end of the year they grew to these wonderful huge plants that were gorgeous

She would sell them cheap like $20.00 a piece

What a deal

I remember thinking I wanted to poison all of them

So I could enjoy watching the plants all wilt before the year ended

I never did anything just chicken I guess

But the thought was awesome and how could I ever get caught

Then years later out of high school I ran into my old French teacher

Boy was I going to give her a piece of my mind

She probably didn't even remember me

But I knew her for sure

Well with a smile on her face she said hello

After all these years how could someone be so mean

She loved flunking me and still remembers the thrill

She spoke before I had gotten a chance to talk

Once again she had the upper hand

But I am not her student anymore

I am an adult

She can't hold any power over me

She got the jump on me

So she started to talk and I had no choice but to listen

Of course I remember you

You were not my best student but you were so polite

What a real pleasure to have in my class

If you only studied more

I wish all my students were like you

What !!!!!

She can't say that and get away with it

She actually liked me

She even remembered my name after all these years

She knew who I was after all the students she had

I answered her

That was a long time ago

She came back with she is retired now and working for the city

But she loved to teach French for many years

How could she love to teach a language that nobody loved

Once again I wanted to believe a lie

I knew many people probably loved the language

Even if I couldn't say it or spell it

It was me

I was the problem

I had to admit it to myself

That I was wrong and all my theories until now have been hog wash

So let's set the record straight

I didn't find the time to properly study

Then my grades were my fault and my fault alone and not the teachers

Wow what a relief

A burden off my chest

A grudge that had finally been dismantled and defused

Never to hurt anyone again

Now I can move on and I can smile how silly that whole notion really was

This got me wondering what else have I believed to be true

I don't think my ego can take two blows in one day

I will give it a rest and chase more bad thoughts another time

Like outlaws who have gotten away with murder

That finally will have justice served