The Male Nanny

Male nanny to the British upper-class

Don’t Let Me Fall

The thirteen-year-old has composed a speech, for his friend’s Bar Mitzvah. He is reading it to me:

“When I was asked to write this speech, I thought: Great, I’ve got three minutes to embarrass Max…”

“Ha! Good…”

“Max is my best friend. I have had the pleasure of knowing him for most of my life…”

“Nice…”

“He is the most charming person I have ever met. Whenever we are late back from lunch, he just flashes a smile at Mr. Myers and all is forgiven…”

“Awww…”

“That smile makes him successful with the girls too. Every week, he seems to have a different ‘project’…”

“Haha! Good…”

“Max has a great sense of humour, but never pushes things too far. If he feels that someone has pushed it too far and upset someone, he will always defend that person…”

“Lovely…”

“I remember when I was really sad because I got dropped from the football team at school. Some of the other boys were laughing, so Max put his arm around me and told them all to shut up and they did…”

“Excellent…”

“Max is a really good sportsman. Whenever he comes to my house he smashes me at ping pong and basketball!”

“Good…”

“The word that sums up Max more than anything is loyal. Loyal to his friends, his family and his playstation…”

“Haha!”

“And Loyal to the football club he loves: Arsenal. But, not when they lose…”

“Haha brilliant…”

“But seriously, his mum, Natalie, and dad, Nigel, should be very proud of him. And they should be proud of themselves. They have clearly done a very good job as parents and Max is proof of that…”

“Very nice…”

“And in Natalie you can see where Max got his good looks…”

“Ha!”

“I always tell Max how jealous of him I am that he got to spend nine months inside Natali-”

“Whoa!”


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