There are certain words and phrases in the English language
that unequivocally convey the condition of one’s emotional state to perfection.
Employing such words is an art form, an art form in which I excel, actually the
only art in which I excel. However, I have mastered the ability not to employ
this specific art in front of children and adults who do not appreciate such
colorful expressive art. Of course there is the school of thought that believes
the use of such linguistical art is against nature and God, my belief is that
God appreciates our conveyance of emotions – She told me so. And, I certainly
think it is within my right considering the male half of God toyed with females
by allowing us to age differently than the male population. That reality alone
deserves the right to employ such verbal art.
In my fourteen years as an aunt and my year in a half as a
mother I have refrained from verbally expressing myself artistically in front
of children with the exception when in the presence of one of my sisters.
Marisa has certainly expressed herself colorfully through the years though
abhors the use of artistic verbal expression in front of children. However, my
middle sister, Dina’s achievement of linguistical verbal art has entirely surpassed
mine, I’m so proud, our communication even in text may employ certain phrases
merely for entertainment purposes or conveyance of our current emotional
condition. During our twenty’s while living together if one of us sneezed and
the other didn’t reply with a ‘bless you’ within a nanosecond the other would
say “Bless me Bitch’, and we would comply with love. In Marisa’s presence I
will employ linguistic art simply to annoy her, though I hadn’t realized until
this writing that I do it to annoy – its like a flip is switched when in her
presence, we are sisters after all. I believe there is a deep psychological
reason for this, it must be that over the past two decades she has been tardy
to every scheduled family event with the exception of Benecia’s first communion/our
wedding since I promised that the ceremony would begin with out her. Actually,
I think I also gave her a start time of an additional thirty minutes early to
ensure her timeliness. Consequently, for all intents and purposes my verbal art
is not utilized around Benecia who is now fifteen months old, therefore I hold
no responsibility for what has ensued.
A few days ago when Mom was making dinner the pot boiled
over on the stove, Mom on occasion moderately artistic herself, though
traditionally through the use of Spanish verbal art said with gusto “Shit!”. It was only said once and not loud at that,
but, Beny being the ever intelligent toddler heard it, and liked it and
proceeded to repeat it herself with a tremendous amount of enthusiasm. So now
we have a toddler walking around the house, occasionally dropping something and
artistically expressing herself with “Shit! Shit! Shit!” nodding her head with
each ‘shit’ as a physical exclamation mark. However, I am tremendously impressed
she was able to capture the purpose and appropriate use of the word. Of course
there are times she says it just to hear the word. We try very hard not to
laugh so as not to encourage her, though Mother whispered to me last night, “ask
her to say ‘shit’”, cause it is a little funny, and I had only heard it the
first time missing all her subsequent artistic expressions. I thought better of
it for two reasons, one I am an adult and two, I didn’t want to annoy Husband.
Don’t get me wrong I annoy Husband plenty and actually enjoy it on most
occasions, for some reason I thought this wasn’t a good idea – I think I need
to dig deeper as the why of this. There are many occasions in which I am not an
adult, though now as a parent I should try to be an adult more often, hence I
refrained from encouraging her to say it – though I really wanted to.
It is important to note that I am relieved of all
responsibility of teaching Beny how to express herself artistically. Also,
toddlers learn at an amazing pace, she has a vocabulary of at least 100 words,
now 101 and understands everything. I have Husband teaching her how to
make strange sounds such as “baththththth” just as a funny and Mom teaching her
how to appropriately use the word ‘shit’. I wonder when we will teach her the
alphabet.
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