Learning the hard way. 
By The "T.K.OKid" 
He want's better grade's, but she give's him learning the hard way. 

 
My day wasn't going so well, I was just told that I was going to get cut
from wrestling team because of the failing grade that I,ve
gotten in History. Mr's Doogen, how could that bitch do this
to me. She know's how much I need to be on the team to get the
scholarship to M.Y.U. It was 10 minute's now, before history
class, and I felt this was a good time to confront Mr's Doogen
, about my grade's. I was pissed, and storming into the History
class room. There she was, just sitting, the old gray headed
bitch, sitting there taking note's. She's probaly figuring
out how to fuck my life up, even more. Mr's Doogen, could tell
by the way, that I entered the room that I wasn't happy.
Standing right next to her desk, I started to speak my
peace, but not before she tilted her glasses, and peered up at
me with those stern teacher like eye's, and for some
reason those eye's alway's seemed to intimidate me. "Yes,
may I help you young man" "she asked" in a low demeaning tone
. Not answering soon enough. "Mr's Doogen said" "Well
boy,doe's a cat have ahold of your tounge ?". "Well, it's my
grade's, that I was going to ask you about, Mr's Doogen ?"
my boldness now leaving me, " I answered " nervously." What
about your grade's Stevie ?" "She asked ? " Now my anger
took over again, she knew how much I hated to be called 
Stevie. " You flunked me this symester and I want to know why ? " " I
said " angrily. " Why She returned " " I,ll tell you why, cause
you don't deserve a better grade, boy " Oh hell no she's not
going to flunk me, and ruin my chance to enter college. " Well I'll
tell you what Mr's Doogen, you'll pass me, or..." " Or what Young
man ? " " she asked " cutting me off before I could finish. " You
know that I'm on the wrestling team, and the coach said that I,ll get
cut from the team if my grade's in history don't pick up " " I
told her ". " Well I,ll tell you what, stay after class tonight,
and we'll talk about your grade's, boy ". " She said ". Fine I thought,
I,ll stay after class, whatever it take's to keep me on the team
. History was my last class of the day, and I was fidgity all
during class, wondering if Mr's Doogen was, going to help me
out with keeping me on the team. The final bell rang,
dismissing school for the day. I remained seated as the rest of
the class made thier exit. Now I was trying to be the nice little
boy hoping the goodie act would be of some influnence to her
. Mr's Doogen, snapped her brief- case shut. " Now, Mr Raustin
, you can come here, and we'll discuss, your grade's ". 
"Mr's Doogen said " Making my way up to her desk. " I asked " " Well,
what's it gonna be are you going to give me a passing grade or
what ? " " It's like this " she said " " I,m not going to
pass you, at least, not untill you show me, that you can earn a
passing grade and that's the bottom line ". Bottom line,
where in the hell did she get that. " I,ll tell you what the
bottom line is, Mr's Doogen, and that is, that your going to pass me,
and that's the bottom lin" " I said in a hot tone. " Why Mr
Raustin ? " " because you say so ? " " she asked" Now I was really
getting angry. " Yea cause I say so " " I told her ". " Let's see, you
want me to pass you so you can remain on the wrestling team, right ?
" " Well I've got a grand idea " "she said " " And what in the
hell is that Mr's Doogen ? ". " I asked " " Mr's Doogen returned " 
quickly " I don't like that tone in your voice boy, so you best tone it
down, if you know what's best for you ". " Here's my idea boy,
now listen up, and listen good, we'll take a trip to the gym,
and we'll go a one on one wrestling match, just you and I, and if you
can take me at wrasslin' boy I'll pass you, not just one symester
but for the rest of the shcool year, but if I win you'll be
staying after shcool, and using that thickskull of your's to do some
studying " " so do you really want those grade's boy ? " " I
almost couldn't keep from laughing out loud. The woman must have
been in her late 60's what makes her think that she was going to
beat me or even come close for that matter. She might stand
5'11", and was somewhat on the husky woman size, but no 60
something yr old woman was going to beat me in wrestling. "
Sure why not, I didn't get on the team for wrestling girl's " " I told
her " " or even lady's " "I said " chuckling. " But your
gonna have to wrassle' one boy, and beat her to stay on that 
team, Mr Raustin ". " Now git yorself on down to the gym, I'll meet
you there in a few after I tidy up here " " She said " ordering
me. I'll take the old bitty's order, yes I,m on my way to 
college, thinking to myself, it couldn't get any easier then this.
Waiting in the gym for Mr's Doogen, I wasn't even thinking of
any move's on how I was going to beat her, really what move would it
take to beat some over the hill oldie ? Then she entered through the side
door's, and I had to hold back the laughter again, as she was
wearing one of those one piece bathing suite's, that you
would see men wearing on the beache's back in the 20's. It was black
with yellow stripe's on either side, and yellow boardering the
neckline and the opening's of the arm and leg's. " Are you ready,
boy " " she asked " Taking my T-shirt off, " I said " " I am now
" "What in your blue jean's ?, no wrasslin outfit ? " " she asked
". " You got it, now let's do it " " I said ". The wrestling mat
was still layed out from earlier today, entering onto the mat,
with Mr's Doogen on one side and me on the other, I started to
advance on her, my plan was to take her down with a simple
takedown move, and then pin her, for the quick win. To my 
surprise, she came charging me, I stood there a little confused, not
knowing a wrestling style she using, I only knew highschool
move's and went by school wrestling rule's. She totally
caught me by surprise, throwing her arm outward she caught me in what
you would call a crossover clothesline, sending me down to the hard
mat with a loud crash. I,ve watched professional wrestling on
t.v , and knew the name's of the move's, but didn't know how
to perform them, niether did I care to know, thinking that
, that type of wrestling was fake. Proping myself up on my
elbow's, I looked up to her, with her standing over me. " That isn't
no highschool move " " I said " " We're not going by highschool,
sissy boy's rule's, we're going by my rule's or haven't you ever
watched professional t.v wrasslin' boy ? " " she asked " "
That's fake " " I said ". " Tell my son, that, he wrassle's
professionally, boy " " Mr's Doogen said " " Now git yor ass up, or
are you finished already ? " I,ve seen enough t.v wrestling to 
know that anything goe's, and I did know how to scrap using my fist's.
Getting to my feet I thought, now she's going to get an
asswhuppin' now, OH HELL YEA ! Meeting in the center of the mat,
we got caught up in a tieup. I tried to struggle free, of the tieup,
but was unable to, then I tried to perform some kind of takedown
, but Mr's Doogen, kept me locked in the tieup. Then I
attempted to break free, by giving her a kneeshot to her crotch area,
oop's just what she was expecting. She avoided my knee, and took
it into her thick thigh. " Not enough boy, it's gonna take more
then that to beat me " " She said " now in a southern husky tone. 
Then suddenly, without warning, she threw a european uppercut, that
caught me just up under my jaw. WHAMMM ! A sudden shock of pain shout
through me, snapping my head back, I nothing but star's, and
yet stayed on my feet stumbling back. Then I regained my footing,
and composure, from there I started toward's her, throwing a wild
haymaker, I caught her along the jaw, hard. The blow of my
punch didn't even move her, she just stood there, rubbing her jaw
lightly, " saying " " that was good, It even stung a little, like a
mosquito bite, boy ". " Now it's my turn, sonny boy " Now
I was getting scared, I just hit her with a punch that should
of sent a mule down for the count, and here she was still standing, and
taunting me at that. Mr's Doogen, started toward's me, and now I
wasn't so confindent, as I backed away trembling. " Your not
scared are you boy ? " " She said " mocking me. I extented my
hand's to keep her at a distance, but she took ahold of my left
wrist, and gave my arm a quick twist downward, then as
quick as she took it down she brought it back up and twisted
even harder, pain shot like lightning bolt's through my
shoulder's, and tear's began to fill my eye's. Mr's Doogen,
looked at me smiling, " ahhh poor little Stevie, look he's crying " "
she taunted " Then she wrenched my arm, slowly and painfully, then
from the wrenching, she had me bowing forward's, still in
the arm wrench, Mr's Doogen, released one hand from my wrist 
and still with her other applying the armwrench, she took her free arm,
and brought, her elbow down hard onto the back of my
shoulder, knocking me down to my knee's. On my hand's and
knee's, I looked up at her, with the tear's flowing even more freely.
Crying, I began pleading with her " saying " " no more, no
more you win, Mr's Doogen you win " " No sonny boy, it's
not over jest yet, now I,m gonna teach you some speaking
mannor's and how to have respect for your elder's ". " She
said ". Reaching down she took me by the arm and sharply brought me
back to my feet yanking me up quickly. " Pleaseeee " " I said "
with tear's stinging my eye's, no more, I can't take no more ".
Mr's Doogen must have been deft. As she started to thrust her
shoulder into mine, pulling me forward having a grip on my arm, 
bringing me to my knee's with each hard thrust, then pulling me back up
, only to deliver yet another shoulder into mine. Mr's Doogen
must have delivered a dozen or so of these, before she released me
, to let me collaspe to the floor. Lying on the gym mat face down, She
came down onto the small of my back, with an elbow drop. Aaahhhgg
!!! a loud cry came out of my mouth, as her elbow struck. I layed
there in some intense pain, reaching back to my back, to try to
comfort it. Tears were staining the wrestling mat, as I continued to
sob, crying uncontrollably. Then Mr's Doogen pulled me back
to my feet, and held me up from undernieth of my arm's. " Now Mr
Stevie Raustin, did we learn anything here today ?" "she asked
" " Yessss....is it over..."I asked " " Not just yet " "
Mr's Doogen answered" Mr's Doogen then wrapped both of her thick
arm's around me, bringing me into a bearhug. " Pppleaseeeee..........
were the last word's to escape my lip's. She then began applying
pressure, squeezing every ounce of oxygen out of me. Screaming...
as the pain of the bearhug became more intense... I suddenly found
relief, as I entered into a world of total blackness. Mr's Doogen,
jest dropped  me to the floor, leaving me unconiense and out cold. I
can only imagine her saying I,ll be seeing you after school,
each night sonny boy
. The end
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