Notepad on Life

December 28, 2009

Now that’s a supergrass alright

Filed under: Kids — - @ 9:57 pm
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A protected witness guarded by U.S. Marshals.
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It’s awkward enough as it is for my older son.

He’s 15, has both an ego and vanity that are as vulnerable as chicks in a nest and now he’s out for a family get-together, sat next to an uncle who works on building sites and who holds certain views on young men who exfoliate.

My son gets teased on his hair and his clothing and is met with exaggerated avuncular relief when he confirms that he has a girlfriend.

I can see he’s reeling.

The perfect moment, then, for his younger sibling to rise to his feet in a crowded restaurant, point an accusatory finger at him and loudly announce, “And he uses Tresemme…!!”

The triumphal beam on his face as he says it suggests an inner joy that I suddenly realise most adult informants can only dream of. The greater the revelation by a grown-up snitch, indeed, the more hunted he tends to look, as witness protection officers drag him off to a new life in Venezuela.

Clearly, as with travel, the time for treachery is when you’re young.Reblog this post [with Zemanta]

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