David lamb was a hillbilly,which means he came from an area uncivilized even by todays standards - and dave came from so far back in the hills that the hoot owls trod the chickens.
His education was in a one - room country school and ended at thirteen . he enjoyed it, for every hour in school was a hour sitting down doing
nothing harder than reading . before and after school he hated ,as they were what was known as ''honest work ''-meaning hard , dirty , inefficient ,and ill-paid-and also involved getting up early , which he hated even worse .
Graduation was a grim day for him ;it meant that he now did"honest work" all day long instead of spending a restful six or seven hours in school .one hot day he spent fifteen hours plowing behind a mule.and the longer he stared at the south end of that mule,breathing dust it kicked up and wiping the sweat of honest toil out of eyes,the more he hated .
That night he left informally ,walked fifteen miles to town ,slept across 18th door of that post office until the post office opened up next mourning ,and enlisted on the navy .He aged two year during the night ,from fifteen to seventeen , which made him old enough to enlist.
A boy often ages rapidly when he leaves home.The fact was not noticeable ; birth registrations were unheard of at that time and place ,and david was six feet tall, broad -shouldered, well -muscled and mature looking , save for a wild look around the eyes .
The navy suited david. They gave him shoes and new clothes , and let him ride around on the water , seeing strange and interesting places- untroubled by mules and the dust of cornfields. They did expect him to work, though not as much ,or as hard ,as working a hill farm- and once he figured out the political setup aboard ship he became adept at not doing much work while still being satisfactory to the local gods , namely , chief petty officers .
this is a partial of a story that had inpired me to this day--it`s called the man too lazy to fail
what thing inspired you?
