life

-Mom, have you got a sec?
-Yes dear. What is it?
-I was wondering what you would say if I told you I wanted to be a doctor.
-That’s wonderful dear. I am sure you would be a great doctor.
-Really! Thanks. How about a teacher?
-That’s good too. I am sure you would be very successful in that as well.
-Oh, ok then, what do you think about a lawyer?
-That too, it really suits you.
-An engineer?
-Well, it’s a tough thing to do for women, but you would be good at it, I suppose.
-A writer?
-Aha, sure I can see that.
-A police officer.
-Himm, kind of dangerous but why not?
-How about… ah, let’s see…
-You know what honey, you would be great at anything, and I will always be proud of you whatever you choose to be. I want you to know that.
-Really?
-Yes, really.
-Promise?
-Of course, I promise.
-Thanks mom, you are the best, I was actually going to tell you, I have decided to be a stripper.
There, in the kitchen the poor woman cut herself with the glasses she was washing. I didn’t think it sounded that bad, it wasn’t like I‘ve told her, I would be a prostitute or something.
-Mom, you alright.
-Yes, yes, I’m fine, I just thought for a second you have said stripper, oh silly me, good God, what were you saying dear?
-I do. I want to be a stripper. I am actually going to audition this coming Monday, and I’d like it if you and dad can make it.
-Oh, good, good.. sure I‘ll ask dad and see what he thinks.
-No worries, I have actually told him, and he seemed very fond of it.
-Ok, than let’s discuss it in the supper.
-Cool, I ‘ll go up and rehearse my moves.

A little while later, around the table, everyone seemed a little tense, my cousin Jeff and my brother Edgar was there as well, wondering what was going on. Mom started the talking pretending it was a normal thanksgiving.
-Now let us pray first. Dear Lord, thanks for bringing us altogether on this important day. Thank you Lord for providing us this lovely food. Thank you for gathering us together as a family. Amen.
-Anyone wants soup?
Silence took over. My dad nodded, trying so hard not to look at me.
-Ok, then here you go honey, well Edgar would you go get the turkey honey.
-Mom, dad, since we are altogether, I‘d like to give my thanks.
-Oh dear, thank you.
-No, thank you mom. Jeff, remember that thing we have talked about, I’ve actually just shared my decision with them and they agreed on it.
Edgar came back with the turkey and sat down.
-What are you talking about?
-Well, I am going to be a stripper.