Kids & Christmas indignities
In first grade, I was forced to don spandex and antlers for a Christmas performance.
Even worse than wearing that attire–the indignity!–was being forced to do neck rolls in it. Neck rolls just plain looked dumb.
As my classmates went through the proper moves, I stood stock still and glowered at the audience.
When my husband, Anthony, told me our second grader got in trouble for standing silent through his classroom’s Christmas song rehearsal, I laughed.
“‘The song is stupid,’ Anthony quoted Li’l D. ‘I don’t want to sing it!'”
I told him about my own first grade rejection of indignity.
“Yep, he’s your son,” my husband affirmed.
Now, more’n three decades later, I do neck rolls in my cube every day. Embarrassing? Try relaxing!
This leads me to wonder: Where’s “I Don’t Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas” going to fit into Li’l D’s adulthood!?