“Swish”

I woke up in the middle of the night with this word on my mind.  Not swoosh as in Nike.  SWISH!  Who remembers this just by the word?  

My parents tell of the days when their teachers at school were allowed to snap their knuckles with rulers if they were misbehaving in class.   By the time I got to school those days were long gone thank goodness.  But there was an equally torturous, completely PC punishment. Swishing.  I learned about it on my first day of Kindergarten.  Mrs Johnson, the scary front secretary with huge cat eye glasses and stinky musk perfume came marching into Mrs Hansons classroom with a tray full of little cups of aqua colored liquid.  So, why did they call it swish instead of mouthwash? I have never heard that word used before or since but it’s the word that woke me up last night.

I wonder if they still do that?  I highly doubt it.  As a mother now, it seems like a great idea.  Someone else forcing my child to ”swish” instead of me.  But I have a huge suspicion it isn’t done anymore due to someone claiming it violates their human rights to have stinky breath if they so choose.  This country is going to hell in  a hand-basket I tell ya!     

So, here is to swishing, Mrs Johnson, and really bad school pictures!

8 Comments

  1. Aria Bethards said . . .

    I LOVE this! The picture is adorable! And what a terribly sad story! I’d hate to be forced to “swish”. Your recent photo shoots on here are amazing, as always.

    Posted March 16, 2009 at 4:35 pm | Permalink
  2. Dawn Geyer said . . .

    ROFL!!! I’m dying here. I knew exactly where you were going with “swish” before I even read the rest of your blog! Too funny! And, no…they don’t force kids to do swish! I think they should! By the way…I LOVE this picture of you! Where’d you find it?

    Posted March 16, 2009 at 7:34 pm | Permalink
  3. dikilyn said . . .

    This is tooooo funny. Swish was the WORST!! I think it was actually fluoride, not stinky breath concoction. You have such a knack for remembering things. I couldn’t tell you the name of the front office secretary for nuthin! Darling picture.

    Posted March 16, 2009 at 9:03 pm | Permalink
  4. Dawn Geyer said . . .

    Oh, man, I remember Mrs. Johnson. She was hateful!!! Nasty! And she wore the cat-eye glasses down on her nose. Ok, about the picture…I thought Rio was carved out of Mario’s rear end, but the funny thing is…I see Rio in this picture!!! Majorly!!!

    Posted March 16, 2009 at 9:45 pm | Permalink
  5. admin said . . .

    Dawn~ You have such a way with words yourself….ahahaha! I read what you wrote to Mario and he looked completley confused. I guess our slang has him confused.

    Dikilyn~ The only reason I remember stuff like that is because all three of you went before me.

    I found the pic in an album I had. I hate posting without pics so I dug it out. (O: Thanks for your comments. It so fun to read them.

    Posted March 16, 2009 at 10:19 pm | Permalink
  6. dikilyn said . . .

    Ok, Dawn, I want to know how you are so familiar with what Mario’s rear end looks like! hahahaha

    Posted March 18, 2009 at 6:34 pm | Permalink
  7. Dawn Geyer said . . .

    You know, maybe that’s an Appalachian saying that I have acquired over the past decade! Funny.

    Posted March 19, 2009 at 11:11 am | Permalink
  8. Charlene said . . .

    What I laugh I got as I sit here and have my coffee and browsing your blog!
    How cute tho Dar!!!!!!!!!!!
    ( I hated frigging FLOURIDE)errr….

    Posted March 24, 2009 at 10:27 am | Permalink