1/20/12
Journal # 2
The day is still young my mother would say to me every morning. She would say " how can you, stand to be inside in bed, when it is such a gorgeous day outside ?" Teenage life states, the shortest answer one can give is "I don't know" and that would be the wrong answer to any mother. Her teeth would grind ever so lightly just to say with out words "GET OUT OF BED ASAP." Its like mother bears little hint that mother bear will soon become ugly bear if you do not move you bum in a timely fashion. So I get up and move about towards the kitchen to sit down and you here the slight grind. It is rather funny because without thinking, your body moves for you to the bathroom were one can brush his teeth. You would think teens and even young adults would learn this by habit but by the force of rebellion, laziness wins. I take that back. Laziness comes close to winning the battle but always ends up losing the battle and the war altogether. With a smirk and kind smile at the same time, mother bear will ask "so how was your first week of college?" Relearning the No short answer policy already this morning was of great help because I gave her all the details in a two minute conversation. She says "well there, was that so hard to use two minutes of your breath to tell me how your week was" said with a smirk this time. "No, not hard but just way to much thinking this early in the morning." She tends to laugh at the cute/smart remarks and continues to eat breakfast. What a morning I must say to myself. I wonder what else the day will bring ?
I like the way you decide to take a half-step away from yourself here, so to speak, and frame all this business as mama bear & baby bear. It adds a gloss to the material that a bald retelling would miss.
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