My mother took a teaching engagement in the Caribbean when I was in middle school. We lived in Philly when she shopped for the trip. I had to wear corduroy pants, not shorts, in the summer! Add to that the fact that I hit puberty at 10 and you can imagine the discomfort and funk.
From Philly to the Caribbean, in summer, in corduroy pants, during puberty? You’re halfway to a DC Comics villain origin story. “And that’s why, Batman, today you’ll face the wrath of the Gaggler!”
My mother took a teaching engagement in the Caribbean when I was in middle school. We lived in Philly when she shopped for the trip. I had to wear corduroy pants, not shorts, in the summer! Add to that the fact that I hit puberty at 10 and you can imagine the discomfort and funk.
From Philly to the Caribbean, in summer, in corduroy pants, during puberty? You’re halfway to a DC Comics villain origin story. “And that’s why, Batman, today you’ll face the wrath of the Gaggler!”
Does she question why you don’t talk to her anymore?