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Topic: Adulthood (07/30/09)
- TITLE: Chandler
By Karlene Jacobsen
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“Ummmmwha-a-a-a-t!” he furrowed his brow and brushed his mother’s tapping hand away.
“It’s garbage day, you need to get it to the street!”
He mumbled something she swore only aliens would understand. Reaching over, she pulled an earpiece from his ear, “Chandler, if you do not move this moment, you will lose this little IPOD of yours.” She spoke into the earpiece as though it were a microphone.
He grumbled and yanked the wires connected to “Can’t wait ‘til I’m eighteen. I can move out on my own, set my own rules…no one will boss me around anymore.” And stomped into the garage.
Mom heard him and laughed. “From your lips to God’s ears.” Sound familiar Shelly? How funny things turn out.
Twenty years, a wife, two children—fourteen year old twins—and a career later, Chandler headed to the kitchen for breakfast when he nearly tripped over his daughter’s skateboard. “Jenna, your skateboard doesn’t belong in the hallway. Someone could get seriously hurt.”
“Now Jenna.” He noticed she lay on her bedroom floor reading a magazine. She had not moved, nor did she appear to be about to move.
“I’m gonna, Dad.”
“In a minute.” She rolled over to her back, lifting the magazine over her as a roof; for what, to block the sun—in her room?
“Uuuuggghhhh.” Popping up off the floor, she stomped to the hall, grabbed her skateboard, “Man I can’t wait ‘til I’m an adult. Won’t have nobody telling me what to do. Nye-nye-nye,” she grumbled—perhaps to the offending board—as she carried the offending board back to her room.
Chandler shook his head and laughed. As he finally reached the kitchen, his wife was whistling as she prepared their daughters’ lunches for school.
“Did you ever wish you could be an adult so you could escape the tyranny of your parents?” Chandler sniggered as he watched his wife’s expression shift from that “man I could use another coffee” look to uproarious laughter.
“Did I?” she snorted. “I remember telling my mom I couldn’t wait until the day came when no one would tell me to take a nap, do the dishes, pick up my room…”
“Yeah, can you believe it? I can’t wait to take my nap these days!” They were rolling with laughter as the girls’ walked in ready for school.
“What’re you guys laughing at?” Jenna’s twin Sara shifted a worried look from mother to father.
“Adulthood.” They responded in unison. “Adulthood… You’ll understand when you get there.”
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