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EARLY BIO of Lord Veil

            I was born in the unremarkable conglomerate known as Fairfield/Suisun, CA. I say “unremarkable” because, from day one, I felt stifled there. But, honestly, any poor person is and must get by with whatever the “system” has to offer. I couldn’t learn anything useful in the schools I was saddled with, except music and drama. (two things that are useful to me since I’m the creative sort.) Those, arguably adequate, schools taught no life skills. We never learned how to set a campsite, drill for water, survive in the desert, grow food, sew clothes, live from the wilderness, defend ourselves from attackers with amazing sword fighting skills taught to us by feared and well-respected masters; and we never sat on the rocks by the oceanside discussing the universe or pondering philosophies with the world’s great minds… I still can’t captain a rocket ship, sail a great sea vessel; can’t fly a plane or helicopter, nor did they teach any of us to drive a semi-truck or a giant tractor. I guess my 7 year old brain had some extremely high expectations of kindergarten. But even when 3rd grade rolled around, and it became time to learn an instrument, I was let down by small thinkers.

“What instrument would you like to learn?”

“How about piano?”

“Oh, we don’t offer piano lessons here.”

“Then, definitely, guitar. That would have been next on my list anyway.”

“Ummm. Better pick something else. We don’t teach guitar at this school. You’ll have to get private lessons to learn that, and the piano.”

“Drums?”

Mom steps in, “Dad won’t let you have a drum set in the apartment. Where would we even put it?”

By this point I’m exasperated, “Okay. I love violin, can I learn violin? Or a Harp? Harps are beautiful!”

-The only responses are wide eyed head shakes in the negative…

So, I ended up settling for the trumpet…Allow me to amend: School taught me SETTLING.

            I experienced nothing but the same throughout my sentence at primary schools. In science classes we never built a giant telescope, designed space crafts, or studied marine life sciences aboard great undersea installations in the Marianas trench. We didn’t mix chemicals to make explosions in order to study velocity. We also didn’t invent laser beams or learn how to reanimate earthworm corpses. (I cannot tell you what a letdown that was.) Not even in 6th grade could we learn to fabricate synthetic materials from natural elements; we didn’t learn to hunt great beasts, build our own mainframe computers, we never flew in a rocket to a space station, or studied biology by operating on cadavers! Such a waste of time… So was summer. My young self wished for a school trip to travel to Greece to study the ruins, and then to Egypt to climb the pyramids, then to Mexico to help out on an Aztec archeological dig. But, whatever. Primary school life taught me never to have HOPES.

To be continued…

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