Childhood Memory

Through a random series of thoughts...

So I'm sitting at my desk, and I'm really hungry.

I have this funky vegan stew/soup stuff I've been making for lunch, but it takes a day or 2 to make, and I'm out of it.

So I look up in the little cabinet where I keep my stuff, and about the only food related item is a can of Olive Oil spray.

So I wondered about spraying it into my mouth.

Which reminded me of an anti-drug video I saw in Primary/Elementary school.

It showed a kid coming home from school, and then grabbing a can of Spray and Cook out of the cupboard and then disappearing into his bedroom.

Next scene is the kid, dead on the floor.

"DON'T DO DRUGS KIDS!"

When I was a kid, I think there was a little pot, but nothing really bad. Cocaine and Heroine were the drugs used by movie stars in foreign places, not where we lived.

The big thing kids would do was to sniff glue, or sniff on the propellant from spray cans.

I always used to wonder how they could sniff enough of the propellant, by simply spraying it as they sniffed. I suspect now, that they would spray it into a bag and then breathe the fumes in.

But they never told us that. And I suppose if they had, then more kids would have known how to do it. Kind of like when we had the sex lessons at school, and then 3 of my friends had a magical weekend with a couple of high school girls.

I'm still jealous about that one!

Anyway...

Now by telling us about drugs, but not necessarily telling us about drugs, naive little dudes like me were left pretty clueless.

So there was clueless little me, sitting in class one day and shooting the breeze with the girl who sat behind me. I think her name might have been Karie, but it was a long, long time ago. Anyway, Karie whips out her glue stick to stick something into here book, and then proceeds to hold it under her nose and sniff.

I think I expressed shock and dismay, where upon she said something about liking how the glue smelled (during which she sniffed it again), and then how it tasted - whereupon she took a lick.

Now, I'm sure Karie was a little on the odd side, but...

Being a good little Mormon boy, I instantly went over to my teacher and turned her in for sniffing glue.

Shameful, shameful, shameful.

And yet here I sit at my desk, dying a slow death of fatigue, and desperate for a hit of caffeine. Sadly... My special stash has been depleted.

P.S. In case anyone is curious... From what I understand, sniffing glue is accomplished by putting a very strong, potent glue in a paper back and then breathing in the fumes. I doubt there is any effect from sniffing (or licking) a standard Pritt glue stick.