The Great Plate Smashing
The rule of the house is that you eat everything on your plate. We couldn't leave the table until we finished everything. My mom made some goofy meals - it was probably liver or cooked peaches or something else Betsy didn't like. Sometimes we would stuff it in our mouth and go spit it out in the bathroom. We had just gotten a new fancy brass garbage can in the living room. Betsy thought that would be the perfect place to put her plate so she put the whole plate in the garbage. It was a big fat heavy plastic plate. My mom found it and she was so mad that she smashed it on her head and the middle circle of the plate broke out. Betsy learned not to use the living room garbage.
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