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How do you spell relief? | The Manley book

How do you spell relief again? The Manley book gives some answer. Manley becomes a teacher, if only for a short while. He then ventured into teaching Libby how to spell relief.
So, if you too are searching for the correct way to spell relief, here it is, as seen through the eyes of Manley.


Chapter Fifteen: How do you spell relief again?


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She was almost done with the exams and done with swatting the studies, she accepted my invitation to go out somewhere else, somewhere other than the usual little diner across the street. She wanted us to go see a movie.
“What are you going to do about your brother, your chauffeur, when he comes back to pick you up?
And also for the rest of your family when you get back home and they start quizzing you as to your whereabouts?” I'd asked this because she never seems to go anywhere or do anything without their blessings, and participation.
"I'm a grown woman," was her response, "haven't you noticed?"
"Oh yeah, I notice. And what a relief it is to hear you say that.
Speaking of relief, how do you spell relief again?”
“R-E-L-I-E-F? You mean you really didn’t know?” “No, that’s not it, it’s spelled G-R-A-D-U-A-T-I-O-N.” She stared at me and gasped. “You are so damn silly,” she said.
I rested my case there and then.
Although it was not yet summer, and although it was a little bit on the nippy side, the weather that is, she wore a dress and heels, she was stunning, I couldn't keep my sneaky peaky eyes off of her, her long beautiful legs were there, just begging for attention, my attention.
I did see a bit of her lower legs before, last summer I think it was when she wore shorts a time or two, but that was just slightly above the knee since she never did wear them higher than that like the other girls usually do.
We chatted about many things on the drive to the cinema, or as far as we managed to get on the route there before the trouble started.

She was highly confident that the exam results will be phenomenal. She had already gotten herself many jobs offers coming in from many and varied places.
Places such as Toronto, Ottawa, Victoria, and Vancouver. Even got at least three from cities in the US.
Of course, Montreal's medical institutions were not to be left out of the biddings, three hospitals in Montreal and many other health facilities and clinics were bidding too.
Her father and her mother to a lesser extent were trying to get her to choose the Jewish General Hospital right here in Montreal. But she would rather not, she’d said that she wanted to get as far away from Montreal as possible, but I think it’s not so much Montreal itself that she wants to get away from but rather, far away from her overbearing parents.
Though not as far away as some of us would like, she is leaning towards Ottawa, or Toronto, in that order. Said she likes those cities, and being as realistic a person as she is, it's just a two-hour drive back to Montreal for those occasional visit with her family and vice versa, which are bound to happen.
“And we could link up from time to time too” I’d said, “whenever you are in town, you and I, you know?”
“I was kinda hoping...”
“Hoping what?”
“Nothing.”
“Hoping that I could join you on the move, right?”
“No, never mind me.”
“That's exactly what you were about to say, I'll bet my lunch on it.”
“You are getting a little bit too full of it mister, that's not it at all.”
“Too full of what?”
“Yourself, too full of your damn self, like, like, you must be thinking that you are God's gift to the world or something.”
“I never said that at all, I only did challenge you to finish the statement, finish saying what you were about to say, and you can't, because you know I'm right. But I can finish it for you, you were hoping that I would come along with you.”
“Are you listening to yourself? Really? Talk about being pompous.”
“That's not being pompous, that's called being on point missie.
And funny though it may seem, I was thinking the same damned thing too.” Pause...
“What same thing are you talking about?”
“You know full well what I'm saying, and the answer is yes, I would love to.”

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Extra, extra. On this day in history

Feb. 8th
1985 - "The Dukes of Hazzard" ended its 6-1/2 year run on CBS television.
1971 - The Nasdaq stock-market index debuted.
1952 - Queen Elizabeth II ascended to the British throne. Her father, George VI, had died on February 6.
1910 - William D. Boyce incorporated the Boy Scouts of America.
1900 - In South Africa, British troops under Gen. Buller were beaten at Ladysmith. The British fled over the Tugela River.  

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