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Dear Abby…How can I win this contest?
Sep
My living, loving, Literati!
Barbara Walker has found our rebooty site and has entered our contest You Didn’t Write That. It’s amazing how many different perspectives the contest is inspiring. Barbara’s story is poignant and…well, why should I tell you what to think or feel. It’s a good story, and a great addition to the contest. Almost makes me regret playing with a picture to post like this…BUT NOT QUITE:
Here is
Dear Abby
by Barbara Walker
Why hasn’t she answered me? Maybe she knows I’m a kid and she doesn’t answer kid’s letters, I thought.
I got in the car. Mom was taking me to the dentist. Before Mom started the car, she turned to me, with an envelope in her hand. My stomach felt like it went up into my throat. “This is from “Dear Abby.”
“Hum, what does she want?” Maybe, if I play dumb…
“You didn’t write this?
“Well, yeesss. What did she say?’
“She said you should go to Alateen. That’s a club for kids.”
“Oh.” was all I could say. I think I just broke one of Mom’s big rules, “Do not air your dirty laundry”, but, maybe, now, she would know how upset I am, if I would write to Dear Abby.
When she put the letter in her purse, without giving it to me, I had second thoughts about that idea.
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OOPS!…WRONG Abby! Here ya go…
Dear Barbara:
Welcome back =D
Thanks!
Nice change of direction, from a child’s point of view. Those voices of not airing the dirty laundry, even if it was stinkin up the joint. Thank goodness for programs such as Alateen. Great story!
I appreciate your comments!
Kid’s say the funniest things and write them too. Not such a bad thing, the cat out of the bag. A right decision story well produced.
Comments greatly appreciated!
So many directions you could go with this…. great relational picture. Well done.
Thank you!
Sometimes parents just can’t seem to listen……pushed a button…….in me……..
NOW, I sit and listen to all of my children and grandchildren……
Thx
A stunning vignette of a child of the alcoholic. I shivered with shared terror, thinking about her next hard drunk and her burning resentment exploding over the unfortunate busted betrayal, raging out in a red wave of stunning blows and rabid tongue bites of the enraged adult avenging the unspoken unyielding law of ‘don’t tell’. been there, done that, survived it, and never ever forget.
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