Korova Milk Bar
A quickie again, I am afraid.
These days my life revolves around breastfeeding. Husband changed my nickname from Breadknife (A Cockney rhyming slang for Wife) to a Korova Milk Bar (borrowed from Clockwork Orange). This is what my life has become. To appreciate the whole extent of this metamorphose, you need to know that,during the dating stage of our relationship, he used to call me Rockchik.
Oh, well. Never mind. My main consolation is that my bra size now is three times bigger than before. I am not making this up. The M&S sales assistant measured me up.
But really, I was not going to talk about the size of my Korova milk bar equipment today. I just wanted to show you something my child made with her friend a few days ago.
So, you take a child whose parents are positively non-religious, and her Jewish classmate, leave them alone for an hour, and this
is what they proudly produce. Yes. It is a cross, if you have any doubts.
I hoped it might just look a bit like a cross. An accidental resemblance, so to speak. But when I attempted to throw it away earlier today, she confirmed it was indeed a cross. And the friend, according to her mother, commented that 'if you stand in front of it, it makes you look like Jesus'.
Thank you, I thought, Mrs X, an evangelical teacher in what is supposed to be a non-religious state school...Oh, well. Back to my main duty. Now, which side was it last time?...
Yeek. With us it's grandparents who fill older son's head with gibberish. They're harder to politely contradict than teachers. Son gets frustrated when, rather than confirming their mythology, we tell him privately that "some people believe that, yes."
ReplyDeleteThen again, he doesn't seem to mind too much when we also tell him that "some people believe" in Asgard and valkyries and icegiants, though. With luck, his grandparents won't catch on until we move far, far away -preferably to a place where winter lasts all year and the snow forms an insurmountable barrier to mothers-in-law.
@Mark: Hmm..dunno. I still believe in the
ReplyDelete(importance of) role of grandparents in a child's life. However crazy (or simply different?) their beliefs might be. A child needs grandparents. I wish ours were closer
(geographically). But we are very lucky, our beliefs are all the same when it comes to religion. It can be complicated when family members disagree on such important basics.
No, you are right. Problem is when three out of four grandparents are horrible people. In fact, mother in law is a contender for worst person I have ever known. She shrieks and yells, orders everyone around, cheats on her husband, and occasionally accuses me of spousal abuse. Father in law is a great guy - leaving aside his lifelong habit of letting his wife walk on everyone - so on occasion I've shouldered his sad duties of cleaning, shopping, or serving her breakfast in bed. But she is not a person anyone ever wants to see.
ReplyDelete(As for my own family, don't get me started - I don't even have one good grandparent to offer my children!)
I may be going kind of off topic, but I agree with you that a child needs grandparents... and aunts/uncles. Gonzalo (17) and Marcela (3), my nephew and niece, are so important in my life. And I can proudly say I am an important part in theirs.
ReplyDeleteAbout the bra size, I wouldn't be pleased with such enlargement. No, not at all.