Song | No One Will Ever Know |
Artist | Matt Monro |
Album | Love Is The Same Anywhere |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:05.89] | No One Will Ever Know |
[00:08.06] | by Janet Seever |
[00:10.53] | |
[00:14.22] | Karen, Judy and I were the last ones back in the school room after lunch. |
[00:19.28] | We put our metal lunch boxes on the shelf above the coat hooks, |
[00:23.36] | which were mostly empty. |
[00:25.28] | All of the other sixth graders were already outside, |
[00:28.53] | playing marbles or hop scotch or jumping rope, |
[00:31.72] | since it was a pleasant spring day. |
[00:34.48] | “Look what I found this morning in the storage cupboard |
[00:36.61] | when I was getting out some art supplies for Mrs. Eiffler.” |
[00:41.05] | With a conspiratorial grin on her face, |
[00:43.75] | Karen held up a wooden box filled with short pieces of chalk in every color of the rainbow. |
[00:49.65] | “Wow! What fun it would be to write on the chalkboard while everyone is outside.” |
[00:55.36] | Judy’s eyes twinkled with anticipation. |
[00:57.95] | |
[00:59.12] | “But Mrs. Eiffler doesn’t want us writing on the chalkboard,” |
[01:02.43] | I responded, already feeling guilty, |
[01:05.30] | although we had not yet done a thing. |
[01:07.54] | |
[01:08.35] | “Don’t be such a ‘fraidy cat’, Janet. No one will ever know,” |
[01:12.13] | said Karen, reaching into the box and drawing out a piece of chalk. |
[01:16.30] | |
[01:17.50] | “Right. Everyone is outside, |
[01:19.99] | so we’re safe. |
[01:21.46] | No one will tell on us.” |
[01:23.86] | Judy was already drawing a house with sure strokes. |
[01:27.07] | |
[01:28.26] | I reluctantly joined my friends in the artwork, |
[01:30.80] | wanting to be part of what was going on, |
[01:32.92] | but afraid of being caught. |
[01:34.91] | I knew well that we were breaking not one, |
[01:36.81] | but two class rules. |
[01:39.51] | The second rule was that no one was allowed to stay inside at noon |
[01:42.82] | without a written excuse from home if the weather was nice. |
[01:45.95] | |
[01:47.03] | Trying various colors, |
[01:48.20] | we drew houses, trees and three-dimensional boxes. |
[01:52.35] | It was fun! |
[01:54.15] | All the time we were watching the clock, |
[01:56.61] | knowing that our fun would be over if anyone walked into the room. |
[01:59.65] | |
[02:01.31] | Then Judy had an idea. |
[02:03.74] | “We’re all right-handed. |
[02:06.13] | Let’s see who can write their name best using their left hand.” |
[02:09.54] | |
[02:10.96] | Judy and Karen picked up their chalk and started writing. |
[02:14.51] | I chose a white piece from the box and wrote my name. |
[02:18.10] | The handwriting was a bit shaky, |
[02:20.14] | but no one would doubt that it said “Janet.” |
[02:22.54] | |
[02:23.50] | “I think Judy is the winner,” |
[02:24.92] | said Karen. |
[02:25.98] | “Hers is the best.” |
[02:27.76] | |
[02:28.69] | “We’d better get this board cleaned off before Mrs. Eiffler comes back,” |
[02:31.89] | said Judy, eying the clock. |
[02:34.25] | She picked up an eraser and began erasing our handiwork from the board. |
[02:38.41] | Everything came off... but my name! |
[02:42.62] | |
[02:43.13] | In disbelief, |
[02:44.07] | I looked at the chalk I held in my sweaty hand. |
[02:46.80] | |
[02:47.07] | On closer examination, |
[02:48.55] | it wasn’t chalk at all. I had picked up a small piece of white color crayon |
[02:52.97] | which was mixed in with the pieces of chalk. |
[02:55.05] | |
[02:55.93] | My stomach churned and my knees felt weak. |
[02:58.81] | What would Mrs. Eiffler do to me? |
[03:00.51] | |
[03:02.23] | My mother had a saying: |
[03:04.18] | “Fools’ names and fools’ faces always appear in public places.” |
[03:09.22] | I never understood fully what it meant before. |
[03:12.10] | Now I did! |
[03:14.17] | I was a fool, |
[03:15.48] | and there was my name in crayon to prove it. |
[03:18.46] | And the teacher would be returning soon. |
[03:20.65] | |
[03:22.10] | “Quick, let’s get some wet paper towels,” |
[03:24.20] | said Judy, |
[03:25.42] | springing into action. |
[03:26.75] | |
[03:27.88] | After vigorous rubbing, |
[03:28.83] | my name still remained. |
[03:31.57] | |
[03:32.28] | “I think I saw a can of cleanser by the sink in the coat room,” |
[03:34.94] | I said as I raced to find it. |
[03:37.98] | Precious minutes were ticking away. |
[03:39.91] | |
[03:41.28] | We rubbed and my name came off all right, |
[03:44.00] | but in the process of removing it, |
[03:45.60] | we left an abrasion on the chalkboard. |
[03:48.05] | Listening for footsteps coming down the hall, |
[03:50.62] | we dried the scrubbed area as much as we could with more paper towels |
[03:54.38] | and fanned it with a book to remove every tell-tale trace of wetness. |
[03:58.14] | |
[03:59.45] | We were just slipping into our desks as the bell rang |
[04:01.99] | and the other students began entering the room. |
[04:04.85] | The teacher walked in soon afterward. |
[04:06.96] | |
[04:08.01] | Mrs. Eiffler never asked about abrasion and maybe never noticed it. |
[04:13.21] | But I did. |
[04:15.24] | Every time I walked past the marred surface of the chalkboard, |
[04:18.55] | I remembered. Oh, how I remembered. |
[04:21.87] | |
[04:22.81] | The lesson I learned that day is one I never forgot, |
[04:25.88] | even though over forty years have passed since the event. |
[04:29.79] | “No one will ever know” |
[04:31.45] | is never true. Even if no one else found out, |
[04:35.59] | I myself knew. |
[04:37.71] | Sometimes living with a guilty conscience is punishment enough. |
[04:40.41] |
[00:05.89] | No One Will Ever Know |
[00:08.06] | by Janet Seever |
[00:10.53] | |
[00:14.22] | Karen, Judy and I were the last ones back in the school room after lunch. |
[00:19.28] | We put our metal lunch boxes on the shelf above the coat hooks, |
[00:23.36] | which were mostly empty. |
[00:25.28] | All of the other sixth graders were already outside, |
[00:28.53] | playing marbles or hop scotch or jumping rope, |
[00:31.72] | since it was a pleasant spring day. |
[00:34.48] | " Look what I found this morning in the storage cupboard |
[00:36.61] | when I was getting out some art supplies for Mrs. Eiffler." |
[00:41.05] | With a conspiratorial grin on her face, |
[00:43.75] | Karen held up a wooden box filled with short pieces of chalk in every color of the rainbow. |
[00:49.65] | " Wow! What fun it would be to write on the chalkboard while everyone is outside." |
[00:55.36] | Judy' s eyes twinkled with anticipation. |
[00:57.95] | |
[00:59.12] | " But Mrs. Eiffler doesn' t want us writing on the chalkboard," |
[01:02.43] | I responded, already feeling guilty, |
[01:05.30] | although we had not yet done a thing. |
[01:07.54] | |
[01:08.35] | " Don' t be such a ' fraidy cat', Janet. No one will ever know," |
[01:12.13] | said Karen, reaching into the box and drawing out a piece of chalk. |
[01:16.30] | |
[01:17.50] | " Right. Everyone is outside, |
[01:19.99] | so we' re safe. |
[01:21.46] | No one will tell on us." |
[01:23.86] | Judy was already drawing a house with sure strokes. |
[01:27.07] | |
[01:28.26] | I reluctantly joined my friends in the artwork, |
[01:30.80] | wanting to be part of what was going on, |
[01:32.92] | but afraid of being caught. |
[01:34.91] | I knew well that we were breaking not one, |
[01:36.81] | but two class rules. |
[01:39.51] | The second rule was that no one was allowed to stay inside at noon |
[01:42.82] | without a written excuse from home if the weather was nice. |
[01:45.95] | |
[01:47.03] | Trying various colors, |
[01:48.20] | we drew houses, trees and threedimensional boxes. |
[01:52.35] | It was fun! |
[01:54.15] | All the time we were watching the clock, |
[01:56.61] | knowing that our fun would be over if anyone walked into the room. |
[01:59.65] | |
[02:01.31] | Then Judy had an idea. |
[02:03.74] | " We' re all righthanded. |
[02:06.13] | Let' s see who can write their name best using their left hand." |
[02:09.54] | |
[02:10.96] | Judy and Karen picked up their chalk and started writing. |
[02:14.51] | I chose a white piece from the box and wrote my name. |
[02:18.10] | The handwriting was a bit shaky, |
[02:20.14] | but no one would doubt that it said " Janet." |
[02:22.54] | |
[02:23.50] | " I think Judy is the winner," |
[02:24.92] | said Karen. |
[02:25.98] | " Hers is the best." |
[02:27.76] | |
[02:28.69] | " We' d better get this board cleaned off before Mrs. Eiffler comes back," |
[02:31.89] | said Judy, eying the clock. |
[02:34.25] | She picked up an eraser and began erasing our handiwork from the board. |
[02:38.41] | Everything came off... but my name! |
[02:42.62] | |
[02:43.13] | In disbelief, |
[02:44.07] | I looked at the chalk I held in my sweaty hand. |
[02:46.80] | |
[02:47.07] | On closer examination, |
[02:48.55] | it wasn' t chalk at all. I had picked up a small piece of white color crayon |
[02:52.97] | which was mixed in with the pieces of chalk. |
[02:55.05] | |
[02:55.93] | My stomach churned and my knees felt weak. |
[02:58.81] | What would Mrs. Eiffler do to me? |
[03:00.51] | |
[03:02.23] | My mother had a saying: |
[03:04.18] | " Fools' names and fools' faces always appear in public places." |
[03:09.22] | I never understood fully what it meant before. |
[03:12.10] | Now I did! |
[03:14.17] | I was a fool, |
[03:15.48] | and there was my name in crayon to prove it. |
[03:18.46] | And the teacher would be returning soon. |
[03:20.65] | |
[03:22.10] | " Quick, let' s get some wet paper towels," |
[03:24.20] | said Judy, |
[03:25.42] | springing into action. |
[03:26.75] | |
[03:27.88] | After vigorous rubbing, |
[03:28.83] | my name still remained. |
[03:31.57] | |
[03:32.28] | " I think I saw a can of cleanser by the sink in the coat room," |
[03:34.94] | I said as I raced to find it. |
[03:37.98] | Precious minutes were ticking away. |
[03:39.91] | |
[03:41.28] | We rubbed and my name came off all right, |
[03:44.00] | but in the process of removing it, |
[03:45.60] | we left an abrasion on the chalkboard. |
[03:48.05] | Listening for footsteps coming down the hall, |
[03:50.62] | we dried the scrubbed area as much as we could with more paper towels |
[03:54.38] | and fanned it with a book to remove every telltale trace of wetness. |
[03:58.14] | |
[03:59.45] | We were just slipping into our desks as the bell rang |
[04:01.99] | and the other students began entering the room. |
[04:04.85] | The teacher walked in soon afterward. |
[04:06.96] | |
[04:08.01] | Mrs. Eiffler never asked about abrasion and maybe never noticed it. |
[04:13.21] | But I did. |
[04:15.24] | Every time I walked past the marred surface of the chalkboard, |
[04:18.55] | I remembered. Oh, how I remembered. |
[04:21.87] | |
[04:22.81] | The lesson I learned that day is one I never forgot, |
[04:25.88] | even though over forty years have passed since the event. |
[04:29.79] | " No one will ever know" |
[04:31.45] | is never true. Even if no one else found out, |
[04:35.59] | I myself knew. |
[04:37.71] | Sometimes living with a guilty conscience is punishment enough. |
[04:40.41] |
[00:05.89] | No One Will Ever Know |
[00:08.06] | by Janet Seever |
[00:10.53] | |
[00:14.22] | Karen, Judy and I were the last ones back in the school room after lunch. |
[00:19.28] | We put our metal lunch boxes on the shelf above the coat hooks, |
[00:23.36] | which were mostly empty. |
[00:25.28] | All of the other sixth graders were already outside, |
[00:28.53] | playing marbles or hop scotch or jumping rope, |
[00:31.72] | since it was a pleasant spring day. |
[00:34.48] | " Look what I found this morning in the storage cupboard |
[00:36.61] | when I was getting out some art supplies for Mrs. Eiffler." |
[00:41.05] | With a conspiratorial grin on her face, |
[00:43.75] | Karen held up a wooden box filled with short pieces of chalk in every color of the rainbow. |
[00:49.65] | " Wow! What fun it would be to write on the chalkboard while everyone is outside." |
[00:55.36] | Judy' s eyes twinkled with anticipation. |
[00:57.95] | |
[00:59.12] | " But Mrs. Eiffler doesn' t want us writing on the chalkboard," |
[01:02.43] | I responded, already feeling guilty, |
[01:05.30] | although we had not yet done a thing. |
[01:07.54] | |
[01:08.35] | " Don' t be such a ' fraidy cat', Janet. No one will ever know," |
[01:12.13] | said Karen, reaching into the box and drawing out a piece of chalk. |
[01:16.30] | |
[01:17.50] | " Right. Everyone is outside, |
[01:19.99] | so we' re safe. |
[01:21.46] | No one will tell on us." |
[01:23.86] | Judy was already drawing a house with sure strokes. |
[01:27.07] | |
[01:28.26] | I reluctantly joined my friends in the artwork, |
[01:30.80] | wanting to be part of what was going on, |
[01:32.92] | but afraid of being caught. |
[01:34.91] | I knew well that we were breaking not one, |
[01:36.81] | but two class rules. |
[01:39.51] | The second rule was that no one was allowed to stay inside at noon |
[01:42.82] | without a written excuse from home if the weather was nice. |
[01:45.95] | |
[01:47.03] | Trying various colors, |
[01:48.20] | we drew houses, trees and threedimensional boxes. |
[01:52.35] | It was fun! |
[01:54.15] | All the time we were watching the clock, |
[01:56.61] | knowing that our fun would be over if anyone walked into the room. |
[01:59.65] | |
[02:01.31] | Then Judy had an idea. |
[02:03.74] | " We' re all righthanded. |
[02:06.13] | Let' s see who can write their name best using their left hand." |
[02:09.54] | |
[02:10.96] | Judy and Karen picked up their chalk and started writing. |
[02:14.51] | I chose a white piece from the box and wrote my name. |
[02:18.10] | The handwriting was a bit shaky, |
[02:20.14] | but no one would doubt that it said " Janet." |
[02:22.54] | |
[02:23.50] | " I think Judy is the winner," |
[02:24.92] | said Karen. |
[02:25.98] | " Hers is the best." |
[02:27.76] | |
[02:28.69] | " We' d better get this board cleaned off before Mrs. Eiffler comes back," |
[02:31.89] | said Judy, eying the clock. |
[02:34.25] | She picked up an eraser and began erasing our handiwork from the board. |
[02:38.41] | Everything came off... but my name! |
[02:42.62] | |
[02:43.13] | In disbelief, |
[02:44.07] | I looked at the chalk I held in my sweaty hand. |
[02:46.80] | |
[02:47.07] | On closer examination, |
[02:48.55] | it wasn' t chalk at all. I had picked up a small piece of white color crayon |
[02:52.97] | which was mixed in with the pieces of chalk. |
[02:55.05] | |
[02:55.93] | My stomach churned and my knees felt weak. |
[02:58.81] | What would Mrs. Eiffler do to me? |
[03:00.51] | |
[03:02.23] | My mother had a saying: |
[03:04.18] | " Fools' names and fools' faces always appear in public places." |
[03:09.22] | I never understood fully what it meant before. |
[03:12.10] | Now I did! |
[03:14.17] | I was a fool, |
[03:15.48] | and there was my name in crayon to prove it. |
[03:18.46] | And the teacher would be returning soon. |
[03:20.65] | |
[03:22.10] | " Quick, let' s get some wet paper towels," |
[03:24.20] | said Judy, |
[03:25.42] | springing into action. |
[03:26.75] | |
[03:27.88] | After vigorous rubbing, |
[03:28.83] | my name still remained. |
[03:31.57] | |
[03:32.28] | " I think I saw a can of cleanser by the sink in the coat room," |
[03:34.94] | I said as I raced to find it. |
[03:37.98] | Precious minutes were ticking away. |
[03:39.91] | |
[03:41.28] | We rubbed and my name came off all right, |
[03:44.00] | but in the process of removing it, |
[03:45.60] | we left an abrasion on the chalkboard. |
[03:48.05] | Listening for footsteps coming down the hall, |
[03:50.62] | we dried the scrubbed area as much as we could with more paper towels |
[03:54.38] | and fanned it with a book to remove every telltale trace of wetness. |
[03:58.14] | |
[03:59.45] | We were just slipping into our desks as the bell rang |
[04:01.99] | and the other students began entering the room. |
[04:04.85] | The teacher walked in soon afterward. |
[04:06.96] | |
[04:08.01] | Mrs. Eiffler never asked about abrasion and maybe never noticed it. |
[04:13.21] | But I did. |
[04:15.24] | Every time I walked past the marred surface of the chalkboard, |
[04:18.55] | I remembered. Oh, how I remembered. |
[04:21.87] | |
[04:22.81] | The lesson I learned that day is one I never forgot, |
[04:25.88] | even though over forty years have passed since the event. |
[04:29.79] | " No one will ever know" |
[04:31.45] | is never true. Even if no one else found out, |
[04:35.59] | I myself knew. |
[04:37.71] | Sometimes living with a guilty conscience is punishment enough. |
[04:40.41] |