Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Today, I was in a family reunion. My uncle decided to tell us all about the recent e-mail he received. He told us it was one of the most deep e-mails he’s ever received. We all asked why? There had to be something “special” about this e-mail, because e-mails are never too deep. He started telling us about a Power Point presentation and how it had nice colors and nice background music. When he said this I imagined a normal e-mail with downloaded images from Google and piano music just a normal, boring e-mail… To my surprise it changed my life in way… Read it for yourself. You be the judge.
“One day a man sat on his bed and next to him was the nightstand he gently opened the drawer inside it there was a perfectly wrapped box, never opened. He opened it, inside it there was a receipt from a trip to New York 5 years ago and a pair of unused undies Under them there was a note that read:
For a special occasion.
That day the man took the undies and placed them in his wife’s coffin.”
Dear Mom: It is with great regret and sorrow that I’m writing you. I had to elope with my new boyfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Dad and you. I’ve been finding real passion with Ahmed and he is so nice-even with all his piercings, tattoos, beard, and his motorcycle clothes. But it’s not only the passion Mom, I’m pregnant and Ahmed said that we will be very happy. He already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. He wants to have many more children with me and that’s now one of my dreams too. Ahmed taught me that marijuana doesn’t really hurt anyone and we’ll be growing it for us and trading it with his friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we’ll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Ahmed can get better; he sure deserves it!! Don’t worry Mom, I’m 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I’m sure we’ll be back to visit so you can get to know your grand children.
Your daughter, Judith
PS: Mom, none of the above is true. I’m over at the neighbor’s house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my report card that’s in my desk center drawer. I love you! Call when it is safe for me to come home.