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A judge Tuesday found Richmond School Board member Tichi Pinkney Eppes guilty of passing a stopped school bus last month outside the Amelia Street School for students with disabilities.
Eppes, 52, vowed to appeal her conviction on one count of reckless driving after her hearing in Richmond General District Court.
"I would never put a child in harm's way," Eppes said in an interview outside of the courthouse.
She testified Tuesday that the bus was empty and that she had stopped the van she was driving long enough to eat a banana while she waited for the vehicle to begin moving.
Richmond Police Officer Christopher A. Kitt testified that children were exiting the bus when Eppes drove around the vehicle in the 1800 block of Amelia Street.
Judge Lawrence B. Cann ordered Eppes to pay a fine of $25 and court costs. She will appeal her conviction to Richmond Circuit Court. A hearing in that case has been scheduled for Sept. 10 at 9 a.m.
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Q: Where did the saying “Liar, liar, pants on fire. Hangin’ on a telephone wire!” originate?
A: is a paraphrased version of the 1810 poem “The Liar” by William Blake.
Deceiver, dissembler
Your trousers are alight
From what pole or gallows
Shall they dangle in the night?
When I asked of your career
Why did you have to kick my rear
With that stinking lie of thine
Proclaiming that you owned a mine?
When you asked to borrow my stallion
To visit a nearby-moored galleon
How could I ever know that you
Intended only to turn him into glue?
What red devil of mendacity
Grips your soul with such tenacity?
Will one you cruelly shower with lies
Put a pistol ball between your eyes?
What infernal serpent
Has lent you his forked tongue?
From what pit of foul deceit
Are all these whoppers sprung?
Deceiver, dissembler
Your trousers are alight
From what pole or gallows
Do they dangle in the night?
Q: Where did the saying “Liar, liar, pants on fire. Hangin’ on a telephone wire!” originate?
A: is a paraphrased version of the 1810 poem “The Liar” by William Blake.
Deceiver, dissembler
Your trousers are alight
From what pole or gallows
Shall they dangle in the night?
When I asked of your career
Why did you have to kick my rear
With that stinking lie of thine
Proclaiming that you owned a mine?
When you asked to borrow my stallion
To visit a nearby-moored galleon
How could I ever know that you
Intended only to turn him into glue?
What red devil of mendacity
Grips your soul with such tenacity?
Will one you cruelly shower with lies
Put a pistol ball between your eyes?
What infernal serpent
Has lent you his forked tongue?
From what pit of foul deceit
Are all these whoppers sprung?
Deceiver, dissembler
Your trousers are alight
From what pole or gallows
Do they dangle in the night?
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