Of course it’s about the boy. On his last day of school he stopped by my office announcing that it was time for his yearly summer rebellion. He grabbed a sticky note from my desk and suggested we make a web diagram of his past rebellious behaviour and brainstorm a few more. I told him I thought he needed a larger piece of paper. Here’s what we came up with:
Rebellion is in the centre, everything else stemmed from this topic. The upper left represents piercings, other than ears – a nipple and underneath his tongue. That was a double rebellion when he was 15. The right was about hair colour times six. Various shades of black, pink and red.
The bottom represents rebellion-to-be. Wait a minute, I ask, you forgot your drunken romp through the woods that ended up with 44 stitches to the leg. “Sheer stupidity,”says he. Who’d have thought a diagrammatic discussion around rebellion could feel so good to a mom?
Back to the future. What’s left? Tattoos, of course, and he can’t decide between Margaret Wise Brown’s Runaway Bunny or f-holes on his back, as in the holes you find on a stringed instrument, only smaller than in the picture.
He’s really an OK kid. Typically rebellious, but alas, he has a social conscience. I have nothing to complain about.
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