One of my brother's better formed insults.
I'm not sure how it actually started. I'm convinced that I was born this way. My Mom didn't actually notice the signs until I was old enough for anything to actually register as odd for a human being. A baby does weird crap all the time. Miniature humans play by their own rules.
When I was a toddler I would have an obvious reaction to certain things that struck my Nina as odd. Things she couldn't figure out. My Aunt noticed just as much, she even noticed when I started to keep it a secret in second grade.
My mom knew something was up before she knew I was odd. Things had changed in the apartment we were living in. She would chase laughter down the hallways to find all of my siblings were in commas at night time. The fridge would open nights and Mayo would be spread on the floor. My sisters doll collection sat at the top shelf near the ceiling and just one particular doll would be on the floor every night. My baby monitor would whisper and I would respond. I'd be out of my crib every night playing but exhausted. My only explanation being that "the baby wanted to play".
We moved, eventually; I barely remember that place now. Things are as strange as ever in our current house. As strange and explainable as me. But I mean hey, I got into college and I haven't yet gone crazy so at least i got that going for me.
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