GirlFriday… The Stranger

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I was going to wait and do this for next Wednesday when I do another edition of Wednesday Fwd: but I didn’t want to wait. I gotta tell ya, I get some real gems from an attorney at the firm I work in. This is another of said gems, even better.. this one has a surprise at the end.

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The Stranger

A few years after I was born, my dad met a stranger who was new to our
small town. From the beginning, Dad was fascinated with this
enchanting newcomer and soon invited him to live with our family. The
stranger was quickly accepted and was around from then on.

As I grew up, I never questioned his place in my family. In my young
mind, he had a special niche. My parents were complementary
instructors: Mum taught me good from evil, and Dad taught me to obey.
But the stranger ….. he was our storyteller. He would keep us
spellbound for hours on end with adventures, mysteries, and comedies.
If I wanted to know anything about politics, history or science, he
always knew the answers about the past, understood the present and
even seemed able to predict the future!

He took my family to the football and cricket. He made me laugh, and
he made me cry. The stranger never stopped talking, but Dad didn’t
seem to mind.

Sometimes, Mum would get up quietly while the rest of us were shushing
each other to listen to what he had to say, and she would go to the
kitchen for peace and quiet. (I wonder now if she ever prayed for the
stranger to leave.)

Dad ruled our household with certain moral convictions, but the
stranger never felt obligated to honor them. Profanity, for example,
was not allowed in our home … not from us, our friends or any
visitors. Our longtime visitor, however, got away with four-letter
words that burned my ears and made my dad squirm and my mother blush.

My dad didn’t permit the liberal use of alcohol. But the stranger
encouraged us to try it on a regular basis. He made cigarettes look
cool, cigars manly, and pipes distinguished. He talked freely (much
too freely) about sex. His comments were sometimes blatant, sometimes
suggestive, and generally embarrassing.

I now know that my early concepts about relationships were influenced
strongly by the stranger. Time after time, he opposed the values of my
parents, yet he was seldom rebuked … And NEVER asked to leave.

More than fifty years have passed since the stranger moved in with our
family. He has blended right in and is not nearly as fascinating as he
was at first. If you could walk into my parents’ den today, you would
still find him sitting over in his corner, waiting for someone to
listen to him talk and watch him draw his pictures.

His name?

We just call him, ‘TV.’

He has a wife now, … We call her, ‘Computer’..

Ha! Didn’t expect that.

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  2. Hehe, thanks for sharing the story with us! It’s hilarious how it is so true, for example, with the smoking…the fact that television impacts all of us and influences us so much.

  3. I’m so glad you like MouthyGirl! I remember when I used to watch TV wishing I could get away with some of the stuff the kids on TV did…made me so jealous – my mom didn’t laugh when I did that stuff…. 😉

  4. I just stumbled across your blog and have been enjoying reading past posts. This one in particular made me laugh. Loved it. It really is so very true. I remember someone swearing on t.v. or doing something so unacceptable and quickly turning around to look at my mom. While I would have gotten a scolding she was laughing at those people. How unfair. :mrgreen:

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