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Mother May I?
Lyn Hovis Triplett, Contributing Writer
collected by Jillian Curtis
BDH: your chicken noodle soup sucks!
For the love of God, get some Campbells.
To the girl that stole my umbrella while it
was drying outside my door; I hate you.
Dear Meredith Girls Wearing Ugg Boots
in the Pouring Rain: I know Daddy can
just buy you another pair of one hundred
dollar shoes, but seriously, for my sake,
, put on some rain boots.
Why are their random piles of steaming
dirt in the student parking lot? \
Dear professors: Do you all purposefully
get together and plan tesfs on the same
day/week just to drive me crazy?
Can .someone please tell me why I’m pay
ing 32,000 to go to a school that charges
me for printing and copying?
I hate how I can never use the track
(which I’m sure my tuition helped pay
for) because of all the random youth soc-
^ cer games! Seriously little kids, go play
Dear people campaigning for random po
sitions on campus, if I get another flyer
with candy attached to it, I may vomit. ;
1 want to know your ideas on policy, 1 %
don’t want your cheap bribes.
It is 1971, a time of social tur
moil. How often had I heard Moth
er say that all she ever wanted to do
was to be a wife and mother? She
would sit in her Boston rocker and
watch TV, baffled as the women
of the era burned bras, stormed
institutions, and refused to marry.
How could women ever entertain
the idea of a different kind of life?
Mother never changed her perspec
tive. Only spinsters and/or widows
should be allowed to be teachers
or nurses. The rest should get
husbands, have children, and raise
those children to be future wives for
But when I announced that I
planned to go to college, major in
music education, graduate, teach
and never get married. Mother
was, oddly enough, very support
ive. She campaigned for me with
Napoleon-like power. She went
eyeball to eyeball with my father,
demanding that he give me the
equal opportunity given to my
older brother. Dad grudgingly gave
in - griping and complaining about
every red cent for four years.
When I brought up the idea of
returning to teaching after my boys
were born. Mother pitched a fit.
She went on and on about how it
wag not just my responsibility but
also my divine destiny to devote
myself to being a wife and mother,
how not only her grandchildren but
all of society was going to hell be
cause of women in the workplace.
I could not believe it: I would be
personally responsible for contrib
uting to the downfall of civilization
if I went back to work. She was
quite clear about her stand on this
“Well,” I challenged, “why in the
world did you make sure I got a col
lege education if you never intended
me to use it?”
Her response: “So that when you
were married, if your husband ever
left you or died, you would have
something to fall back on and not be
trapped like I was.” All this time, I
thought she had wanted to provide
me with the education she had been
denied. I was right—but for all the
■Virginia Claire Tharrington, Contributing Writer
Perhaps it the habits of our
mothers, that annoy us the most,
which we are most likely to pick
up. The idea of becoming like my
mother in all of her nonsensical,
backwards habits truly terrifies me,
though I know she is a wonderful
woman at heart. My mother does
nag. Perhaps it is her fatal flaw, but
I truly think sometimes she just
wants to make conversation, and
nagging is the only way she knows
how. Nagging is not her best qual
ity but she has many others that
outweigh her sometimes pester
ing nature. My 18 year old brother
has some very lackadaisical habits
which my mother is constantly try-'
ing to correct. He will never do any-
Love and Other Angel Antics
- Aleigha Page, Staff Writer
Do you ever wonder why our relationships don’t work out? WTiy can’t we be like the
gil ls in all of our favorite movies? Can’t we all be Blair'VShaldorfs being swept off by
our feet by a suave, handsome man of the Upper East side? Or why can’t we be Jane,
winning the sweet affection of the adorable Mr. Bingley? Unfortunately, these girls are
the figments of writers’ imaginations, and we will never be them. However, if you really
wish to have your current relationship fail so that you may pursue one of these men,
here are a few tips for you.
1. Assume that you are a queen and expect your man to bow to your every demand.
2. Tell him you don’t like his mother. ' .
3. Force him to watch the Notebook with you and the girls. >”•
4. Argue when he says “no honey, that dress doesn’t make your butt look big.” :
5. Insist on watching Grey’s reruns while the big game is on. '
6. Never offer to pick up the tab. .'
7. Act like one of his boys. He loves for his .sweety-pie to burp the alphabet.
8. Be a picky eater every' time you two go out
9. When he doesn’t immediately reply to your te.xts, keep forwarding him the same
one. Every to minutes.
lien lie does .something nice but it goes wrong point out all of the flaws.
thing without being told or nagged
multiple times. It drives my mother
crazy, and whenever I come home
it bothers me as well. Sometimes I
try to correct my brother’s behav
ior, but he often combats me just
like he does my mother. When my
brother is truly trying to get under
my skin he know exactly what to
say. He turns to me with a smirk on
his face and says, “You are turn
ing into Mom.” As I protest to my
brother that I am not nagging him
like our mother he then proceeds
to turn around the insult to a
“compliment” by saying, “Why are
you getting so upset? It is not a bad
thing. Mom is great.” The moment
before he had meant it as a scath
ing insult, but like trickster that he
is, he then proceeds to go tell Mom
that I don’t like her, and I don’t
want to be like her. She is a good
sport and takes it all with a grain of
salt, knowing my brother is playing
off of both of us. Yet it does seem
to be my mother’s nagging, which
I hate, that I have picked up from
her and it drives me up the wall.
How do you combat this? Is there
any way to break down 21 years of
conditioning, so that I do not turn
into my nagging mother, or is my
fate already sealed? It might not be
a terrible thing if I turn out like my
mother, she is a wonderful woman
after all, but I would certainly like to
give it a try a different way.
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