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Topic: Write in the HUMOR genre (04/12/07)
TITLE: Turn on the Light
By Pamela Kliewer
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What was this about math formulas? Was this some kind of code I was supposed to have learned before we got married? Oh no! I didn’t know this code. I kept asking him what in the world he was talking about, but he just kept on speaking this mumbo jumbo.
Frankly, I was getting scared at the way he was talking. Just hours before he was quite coherent – when he spoke his vows to me, his love shone from his eyes and his words of love melted my heart and brought tears to my eyes. Now, here he was looking me right in the eyes (I think, it was hard to tell since the room was dark) and speaking this math language I didn’t know!
“Honey, WHAT are you talking about. You’re not making any sense!” I said, my voice quaking with the alarm I was feeling.
“Turn on the light and I’ll explain it to you.”
I scrambled to the end of the bed to crawl out and go turn the light on. It was the only way to get out since the side I was sleeping on was next to the wall. Why can’t he turn the light on himself and explain it to me? Too scared to ponder that thought long, I did get the light turned on.
My darling husband woke up and asked my why the light was on. “What? You mean you were sleeping? You were talking in your sleep?”
He seemed kind of dazed as I explained to him what had been going on. Goodness, here I thought my new husband had lost his marbles, and all he was doing was talking in his sleep! I thought I said weird things in MY sleep? At least that’s what my roommates in college had told me! But this… this was creepy! Especially since he had seemed so… awake!
The next night when he started talking about Jeff (my brother) and fish sticks, I knew to just ignore him and go back to sleep. Maybe he was just hungry and wanted a midnight snack. But fish sticks in the middle of the night? I turned over and went back to sleep, wondering what in the world he would find to talk about the next night.
Now almost 23 years later he still talks in his sleep some, but as with the second night we were married, I just simply… don’t listen. What use is it to fret myself and turn on the light so he can explain it to me? He’d just wonder what in the world I was doing anyway.
“Good night honey. Sleep tight.”
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