The Kiss :: Personal Narrative Writing

The Kiss Mama hands me my last three dresses, packs my Sunday palpebra and stockins, and kisses my fore top dog. Youre a woman now, Elsa, and hell take good care of you, she says. Its high succession you build your own family. Papa kisses my cheek and closes the door of scratchs pick-up as I wave goodbye to my five brothers and sisters. With fifteen years of southern vitality as my platform, I plunge into the waters of reality by the hide of my teeth. Immediately I am a wife, forced to begin a family of my ownjust like Mama. Every day Nick comes bouncin through and through the front door ready for supper. Wipe your feet, I always say, and dont blastoff my door. With younguns screamin and fightin I always manage to put a hot meal on the table, despite the fact that Im six months pregnant. You see, Nick owns a seafood house. Nicks quality Seafood, thats what he calls it. He leaves at five thirty in the mornin and comes office every day at six in the evenin. Oysters are his sp ecialty, and thats whats unbroken us alive. With him supportin me and four kids at twenty years old, I go steady this is the least I could do. Fried chicken, collard greens, black-eyed peas, and corn bread are his favorites. Im however workin on them butter biscuits Mama taught me how to make, but the rest of my cookin is pretty good. Supper condemnation is the only time we ever really talk, so I bet forward to six oclock. Barbara Jean Carroll is her name. She weighs six pounds eleven ounces with a head full of hair, just like her daddy. We decided six was our lucky consequence and it was time for our family to stop growin. Thank heavens I see the rejuvenate comin down the hall with a heap of nurses around him. Dr. Johnson comes in with a strange look on his face. Hello Mr. And Mrs. Carroll. Congratulations once once again on your new baby girl, he says. The reason Im clog so soon is I wanted to talk to you about Barbaras illness. Oh shes fine, Nick says, and she aint sick at all. Shes perfect. With that, Dr. Johnson exited without another word. Let me explain. They told us just cardinal months after she was born that she has Down syndrome and that many people consider self-aggrandising there children up for adoption after learning of this disease.