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Nekkid

“Mom, why is that kid nekkid?” Marco asked.

His mother looked at him, startled. “Nekkid? Do you mean naked?” She stressed the long A.

“Jeremy says ‘nekkid,’ and he knows,” Marco replied.

She paused and thought about how to answer. Should she tackle the why question? Or should she pursue the Jeremy angle and his vocabulary?

Marco watched her think. “You’re just embarrassed, aren’t you? You know, parents don’t like to talk about stuff like that.”

“Did Jeremy tell you that, too?” she asked.

“Jeremy knows a lot,” he replied. “He’s twelve.”

“You realize that I am three times older than Jeremy,” she said.

“Mom,” Marco said, rolling his eyes, “I KNOW you’re old. That doesn’t make you cool.”

“Cool?” she asked.

“Jeremy is the coolest kid in my class,” he said. “He knows lots of words.”

“I’m not sure I want to know the words Jeremy is telling you,” she said.

“They’re not bad words!” Marco proclaimed. “He’s from Chicago. They have better words there.”

“Like?”

“Like when he’s excited, he says he’s amped.”

“Okay,” she said.

“When Sarah came to school in those fancy ripped jeans,” Marco said.

His mom interrupted. “Ripped jeans are NOT fancy.”

He smirked. “When Sarah came to school in ripped jeans, Jeremy said she was boujie.”

“Boujie? I think that’s short for bourgeois, a French word for…”

Jeremy interrupted, “I don’t care where it came from. I want to know why that boy is nekkid.”

His mom looked at the statue and said,


Dang that 250 word limit!

This is my contribution to the Unicorn Challenge. It’s a simple challenge: write 250 words (no more than that!) and base it on the photo.

I have no dead bodies or psychopaths. Just a mom and her son.

20 thoughts on “Nekkid

  1. going swimming or just got out the water.

    cant wear clothes because of his skin condition.

    big kids took his clothes .

    he likes to feel the heat of the sun on his bare skin

    this was way back before clothes.

  2. Jeremy and his ilk are the bane of a parent’s life and it seems there’s one in every group!

    Your story is cool, Sally, even if mum isn’t!

  3. I love your ‘mother and son’ conversations, Sally.
    Their relationship.
    The fact that he knows he can bounce ideas off his mum – even if she is old and not cool!
     “He’s from Chicago. They have better words there”- the ultimate in cool – a kid from somewhere else.
    Great warm post.

    1. Thanks, Jen. I wonder at what age meeting someone from somewhere else becomes scary and not cool. Or maybe it’s a mindset that some people just grow up with.

    1. When I first started the post, I wanted the boy to have brought clothes to put on the statue because he was concerned about it not having any. As you can see, I took a big detour from THAT!

      Then I was thinking about the difference between nekkid and naked. (“Naked is when you don’t have any clothes on. Nekkid is when you don’t have any clothes on, and you’re up to something.” Sen. Alan Simpson) Would the boy explain that to his mother? Or would she explain that to him?

      In the end, I did nothing but make a conversation that doesn’t answer any questions! Darn that 250 word limit.

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