February 2012
4 posts
Bell: End
I am on the bus with the five-year-old, when she presses the bell.
*DING*
“Don’t do that, we’re not getting off yet.”
*DING*
“Hey, stop it. That will really annoy the driver.”
*DING*
I sigh and cover the bell with my hand.
*DING*
“How did you do that!?”
She points to the bell behind her. I attempt to cover that too, but it is an awkward stance to maintain.
“I can’t hold both bells, so just stop...
Low Blow
“Grab me by the throat”, demands the fourteen-year-old.
“What?”
“I’ve been learning self-defence. Grab me by the throat.”
I tentatively place a hand on her neck.
“Both hands, tighter!”
“Are you sure-”
“Yes!”
I wrap my hands tightly around her neck.
“Okay, this might hurt”, she warns, before attempting to undo my hold with an elaborate arm movement. My grip remains. She looks perplexed and...
Faith In Blue
I like the kid’s guitar tutor. She has mellifluous blonde hair, aqua-blue eyes, fleshy lips, taut skin and milky teeth. She is a dinky doll with snap-able limbs.
I like her most in winter, because the bitter cold blushes her skin, and her blue eyes look bluer.
She arrives this evening, in a black beret sprinkled with snow. And those eyes, inviting vortexes.
“It’s cold out there. Snowing a little”,...
FFD
FFD (noun, abbr. Fostering of False Defiance): A tactic I frequently employ to elicit cooperation from the five-year-old. E.g.:
“Put your cup in the dishwasher.”
“No.”
“Please don’t put your cup in the dishwasher.”
“Haha, look, I am putting my cup in the dishwasher!”
It is short term solution that ultimately feeds her disobedience, but I don’t give a shit. Sometimes, things just need to get...
