What’s Wrong with Your Mom? by Terveen Gill

She’s standing there waving like it’s the last goodbye.

Her voice is too loud for the morning drop off at school.

‘Bye honey! Love you, sweetheart!’

Her words take a break, but her arm doesn’t. It keeps moving – left – right – left.

I want to unsee it. Why can’t she stop? At times like this, I wish she was somebody else’s mom. But that’s just wishful thinking.

I hear the kids laughing. They always do. My mom is the only parent who acts like she’s sending her kid to Mars.

How embarrassing.

I close my eyes and walk even faster. I have to leave her behind. I’m in the school hallway, but her silliness follows me in. It sticks to my backpack and slows me down.

I turn. It’s not her, but Dan, the bully from sixth grade. He’s grinning and his fat hand yanks me backwards. My feet slip and I fall, the floor feels harder, it hurts more this time.

Maybe my elbow isn’t so tough. The pain shoots through my arm. I want to cry but that’ll make Dan laugh. He bends over, his nose almost touching mine.

‘Poor baby. Do you want your mommy?’

Dan’s face looks even uglier up-close. His breath smells like garbage. Oh God. What if I puke?

He slowly rises and sticks out his hand. I don’t trust him and stand up by myself. My elbow doesn’t feel right. It might be broken. That sucks.

Dan and his stupid friends make a circle around me. Where’s a teacher when you need one?

Their mean words hit me.

‘Baby needs his diaper changed.’

‘How about mommy get you a bottle.’

‘Wannhhh! Wannhhh! Wannhhh!’

My arm’s killing me. I want to scream but somebody beats me to it.

‘AAAAAHHHHHHAAAHHA! STOP IT!’

It’s her. I’d recognize my mom’s voice anywhere. The circle breaks up and scatters. Dan isn’t so lucky. My mom grabs his arm and twists his ear.

‘Shame on you! I’m taking you to the principal!’

My mom looks at me and smiles.

‘Don’t worry, honey. I’ve got this.’

She escorts Dan down the hallway. He looks pissed. Serves him right.

Somebody asks me a stupid question.

‘What’s wrong with your mom?’

I shake my head, laugh, and say, ‘I really have no idea.’

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29 comentarios sobre “What’s Wrong with Your Mom? by Terveen Gill

  1. Ah, everyday life through the eyes of a grade school kid… I was bullied and know that feeling. I may have welcomed a Super-Mom appearance now and then. Kids become embarrassed and ashamed of their parents’ antics at times, but I can’t help but to think the kid in this tale secretly adores his mom for what she did to Dan, although he’ll probably never admit it. Another stellar story, Terveen. More, please! 🙂

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    1. I was bullied a lot in school too, Mike. But most of the time never told my parents. Probably because their involvement would only make things more uncomfortable for me. I tried to handle things myself. Have always had that attitude, though taking help a few times would’ve saved me a lot of trouble. But to err is to learn. Yes, this kid does think his mom’s cool, but he’ll never say it. One tale down, many more to go. Thanks so much! 🙂

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  2. What an epic story. It reminds me of a mother’s unconditional love, and just how embarrassing that love can be as a bourgeoning youth. Nevertheless, we grow through that time period, God willing, and as adults reflect back upon that motherly love with awe and inspiration. Jeez, kids are so mean sometimes. Wonderful write, Terveen. ☺️

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    1. Thanks so much, Jeff. What you’ve said about kids not realizing the depth and significance of a parent’s love and their looking back later and understanding what they didn’t before is such a basic trait of human psychology. One probably only sees things through the limited perspective one has. Have to be bitten to know how bad a bite can be. Haha! 🙂

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  3. I don’t know why kids feel so strongly about this but they do. This is likely why there will always be mean bullies everywhere. Her mom just worried about her precious daughter. When she needed her mom she was there, like every mother hopes they will be. After a certain age the child is mortified that their mom will be seen. This is a lovely story with a happy ending, and I love that the mom twisted the kid’s ear, now you would be sued for that. haha Great story Terveen. xoxoxxo Joni

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    1. Thanks so much, Joni. Had no idea that you had commented. Yes, children often push their parents away as they age, every generation disassociating faster than the one before. I suppose letting go is the best but toughest thing for a parent to do. But probably it’s inevitable. Take care. 🙂

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      1. You are welcomed. I loved your story and I could relate. Once I walked into Jock Hall – where all the athletic types, including my daughter who played on the Varsity volleyball team as a sophomore. After waiting for her to come out of the school for a half hour I went in and she comes running up to me – Yelling something- but I couldn’t hear it because all her friends we giving me hugs and saying hay hay Ms. B (that is what they called me) how you doing? My daughter finally got right in front of me and said, «mom don’t you ever come into jock hall again, this is reserved for jocks only and I am so embarrassed right now. I knew then I was cut off. Have an amazing Sunday Terveen, big hugs!

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