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Another experience I recall was from about age eight when my grandmother came to visit. I was watching her sew in an upstairs bedroom when she suddenly needed to use the restroom. As she left the room she turned to me and said, "now don't touch anything while I am gone". Of course I nodded in agreement that I wouldn't. I then observed the extension cord she had unplugged to her machine and wondered if I could feel the electricity in it if I touched my thumb to the end of the cord's outlet. I had no sooner pressed my thumb to the end it when it "bit" me, a feeling I can remember to this day. When grandma returned to the room she saw the look of pain on my face and I had to tell her what I had done. There was no need to reprimand me as the punishment had already been dealt!
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