Sunday, July 24, 2005
Grades
A mother passing by her daughter's bedroom was astonished to see the
bed was nicely made and everything was picked up.
Then she saw an envelope propped up prominently on the center of the
bed. It was addressed, "Mom."
With the worst premonition, she opened the envelope and read the
letter with trembling hands: Dear Mom, It is with great regret and
sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope with my new boyfriend
because I wanted to avoid a scene with Dad and you.
I've been finding real passion with John and he is so nice-even with
all his piercings, tattoos, beard, and his motorcycle clothes. But
it's not only the passion mom, I'm pregnant and John said that we will
be very happy. He already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack
of firewood for the whole winter.
He wants to have many more children with me and that's now one of my
dreams too. John taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone
and we'll be growing it for us and trading it with his friends for
all the cocaine and ecstasy we want.
In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so
John can get better; he sure deserves it!!
Don't worry Mom, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of
myself. Some day I'm sure we'll be back to visit so you can get to
know your grandchildren.
Your daughter,
Judith
PS: Mom, none of the above is true. I'm over at the neighbor's house.
I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than
my report card that's in my desk center drawer.
I love you! Call when it is safe for me to come home.
bed was nicely made and everything was picked up.
Then she saw an envelope propped up prominently on the center of the
bed. It was addressed, "Mom."
With the worst premonition, she opened the envelope and read the
letter with trembling hands: Dear Mom, It is with great regret and
sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope with my new boyfriend
because I wanted to avoid a scene with Dad and you.
I've been finding real passion with John and he is so nice-even with
all his piercings, tattoos, beard, and his motorcycle clothes. But
it's not only the passion mom, I'm pregnant and John said that we will
be very happy. He already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack
of firewood for the whole winter.
He wants to have many more children with me and that's now one of my
dreams too. John taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone
and we'll be growing it for us and trading it with his friends for
all the cocaine and ecstasy we want.
In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so
John can get better; he sure deserves it!!
Don't worry Mom, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of
myself. Some day I'm sure we'll be back to visit so you can get to
know your grandchildren.
Your daughter,
Judith
PS: Mom, none of the above is true. I'm over at the neighbor's house.
I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than
my report card that's in my desk center drawer.
I love you! Call when it is safe for me to come home.
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