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the first time i heard my mom use the f word.
my sister and i were at the breakfast table, eating slowly and starring out the window. it was the first spring day warm enough to open the kitchen windows and enjoy a little of the outdoors indoors. Outside rabbits, squirrels, and birds were also enjoying the morning. it was a syrupy sweet disney scene. the forest animals playfully chased and wrestled each other.
mom was doing everything she could to get us out the door to catch the school bus. she was working maniacally at the kitchen counter, oblivious to the debut of spring.
she did notice the birds. hundreds in the cotton wood tree. the chirping was nearly deafening. mom seemed a little stressed.
"i wish those little fuckers would shut up!"
i sat quietly wondering if my ears were functioning correctly. my sister's face was verification enough. i was amazed mom could even pronounce the word correctly. i had waited 17 years to hear that and it was well worth it.
Posted by griff at June 05, 2002 12:20 AM