1st Person Female Teen
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (Canadian-General) North American (General)Transcript
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The percentage of husbands in our neighborhood who developed coughs or broke their ankles or who on the other hand, were promoted at their offices was probably no higher than elsewhere. But my mother had a way of hinting at her own influence on these events. And I believed her despite the nagging doubts of common sense, I also resented her. She thought she was so clever. Nor would she tell me how she'd done it? That's for me to know and you to find out she'd say nobody actually likes you. I'd thrown at her during one of our standoffs. The neighbors think you're a loony. I'd made this up while suspecting it was probably true. Tell me something. I don't know. Don't you care what they say about you? Why would I care about the tittle tattle of the uninformed, ignorant gossip? But doesn't it hurt your feelings? My own feelings were frequently hurt, especially when overhearing jokes about my mother in the high school girls washroom, girls of that age can be quite sadistic, hurt fiddlesticks. I wouldn't give them the satisfaction she'd say with the lift of her chin, they may not like me, but they respect me. Respect is better than, like I disagreed. I didn't care about being respected. That was a schoolteacher thing. Like black lace up shoes, but I very much wanted to be liked. My mother frequently said I'd have to give up that frivolous desire if I was going to amount to anything. She said that wanting to be liked was a weakness of character.