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Sunday, March 9, 2014

ABC Gum*


Chris. Taste is everything . . .
My parents were travelling and had made a stop in a small town for lunch.
At a tiny hotel restaurant.
They perused (real word) the menu and made selections for themselves and their -then- three children.
This was pre-Diane days. (Oh, the joy that was in store for them! Soon they would welcome Diane . . .)
Wait.
Where was I?
Oh yes.
Restaurant.
Lunch.
Ahem . . .
They made their order.
And waited.
Suddenly, Mom noticed that my elder sister, Chris, age four or so was chewing happily on something.
She watched her, suspiciously, for a few moments.
Finally, "Chris, what are you chewing?"
My sister looked up at Mom and said, "Gum."
"Oh."
Mom thought about it for a moment.
"Wait a minute. You're chewing on gum?"
"Umm-hmm," Chris said, still chewing.
"I didn't give you any gum." Mom turned to Dad. "Did you give her some gum?"
He shook his head and pulled Jerry out of the sugar bowl. "Enough sugar, son."
"Well where on earth did she get gum?"
"Why don't you ask her?" Dad said. "Jerry, leave the salt and pepper alone."
Mom turned to Chris. "Honey, where did you get the gum?"
Chris slid the wad in her mouth to one side and said, "Here, Mom!"
She pointed . . . under . . . the table.
"There's lots more! You want some?"
*Already Been Chewed

9 comments:

  1. I remember ABC gum!!!! Haven't thought about it in soo long.

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    1. And probably rather not think about it at all! :)

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  2. And she lived to be grossed out every time the story was told, I bet :)

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    1. Oh, yes. She shudders every time we tell it. Of course, she can still remember what flavour it was . . .

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  3. Eeuuww!!!
    Why do people stick gum under tables and seats anyway?
    It's a disgusting habit. We were taught to keep the wrapper in our pocket and wrap the gum for disposal when we'd had enough of chewing. One of mum's rules was empty your pockets before changing clothes.

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    1. Two very good rules! I like your mom!

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    1. Unless you want them to eat broccoli . . .

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  5. Yuck! I knew immediately where she got the gum. My parents owned a restaurant and there was tons of gum under the table; not good.
    Blessings!

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