All tagged cursing
“Asshole,” Joy says. “Asshole. Asshole.”
Suzy looks at me and shakes her head. Justin just cursed the villain he and Joy and Charlie were fighting and disappeared.
The villain vanished with him, but the bad word stayed behind.
“I don’t understand why it’s a curse.” Joy parked the ship next to our island and she, Charlie, and Master Mind came to talk to Suzy and me.
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“Now, take in all that you’ve learned, and forget about it. This is a way that people behave. It’s a way to express yourself. It’s not for kids yet. But I think you needed to know about this, Joy. Okay?”
“Those were stupid curses anyway,” Joy says. “What’s the point?”
“I’m not going to do anything that man told me,” Charlie says as we leave the house and walk towards Charlie’s elevator.
“Why not?”
“He said he’s teaching us words because we must not listen to The Man. But my Kwa’a says the White Man always used nice words to tell us how he’s with us, and the White Man always backstabs.”
Justin looks at him. “That’s a good point. That’s very true.”
Charlie shrugs. “I’m not sure. My mom hates everything he says about the White man. But I don’t like Sam anyway. He’s a liar.”
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“Say after me. Say it with anger,” Sam says. “Shit!”
Charlie giggles. Joy says, “Why would I say shit?”
“Because you feel a need to curse. When people don’t like something, they use words that The Man calls dirty and bad. But they’re not dirty, they’re just words.”
“But when I shit, it is dirty. I wouldn’t touch it.”
“Yes, yes, of course,” Sam says. I don’t think he’s ever met a child this direct. “But we use it as a curse word. Just to show anger. Say it with me: Shit!”
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We walk into a room where a young man sits cross-legged on the carpet in the living room. He is about Justin’s age. His skin is white, his hair is ginger, and for some reason it is in an afro. He is wearing a colorful green and blue shirt with images of flowers on it, the front unbuttoned down to his bellybutton, revealing that he is in quite good shape. He wears light blue jeans and sits down on the carpet in what is apparently his own home.
Some parents are in the other room with their children, which range about eight to fifteen, I believe. They’re eating right now.
“Where are we?” I whisper to Justin.
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“Welcome back, Pirate Extraordinaire!” Justin calls to Joy as she emerges from her cabin, looking groggy, having just woken up.
She looks around, seeing Justin, Charlie, Master Mind, Suzy, and me.
“What’s going on?” she says.
“Well, my little pirate,” Justin puts his arm on her shoulders and smiles. “I’ve got a special dream for you today.”
Charlie giggles.
Joy is immediately alert, the sleep gone. “What’s happening?”
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“So what did the doctor do?” I ask. I know I’m in a dream, but being in a hospital, being treated by a doctor, makes me feel safer.
Suddenly, Justin just appears in front of my eyes. “Dad, Dad, are you okay?”
“Shooting fairies!” I hear Joy yell. And finally I see her. She’s sitting on one of the chairs, below my eyesight as I’m lying down, my face up. She is so worked up.
“Hey, buddy,” Justin takes Luis in his arms. “Sandra, who’s the girl?”
Joy jumps to her feet. “You! Say that to me again and I’ll make you permanent and then kill you!”
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“Up your ass!”
Dragon Little, only four and a half years old, stood on the deck of Bonny’s Revenge and thrust forward with her small sword.
“Up your ass!” She yelled again as she hit another imaginary villain.
“Up your ass!” She had climbed on the railing of the deck and fought her imaginary fight while keeping her balance.
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Dragon Father jumped up and down on Bonny’s Revenge’s deck. “Okay, okay! I get it. We won’t do grown-up pirate curses. I’ll teach you age-appropriate curses!”
Dragon Father’s spirit was unusually uplifted. I must say that I enjoyed it, looking from afar. And 3-year-old Dragon Little did, too, although she probably had no idea what he was talking about.
“Okay. Ready? Instead of saying... a-hem… I’ll say ‘You tooshy-faced scumbag!’”
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“Today I’m going to teach you to curse like a pirate, Joy!”
Dragon Father had recently appeared on the deck of Bonnie’s Revenge, woken Dragon Little from her bed, helped her brush her teeth and eat, and now declared what they were going to do today.
Three-old-old Dragon Little looked up at Dragon Father. “ ‘Curse?’”
“Yeah. It’s when you feel angry at someone and you… uh… curse.”
Dragon Little did not seem to get it. “Curse?”
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“We’re here to buy a car,” Dragon Father said.
“But… why?” She pulled on his sleeve again. “We have a ship!” She pointed to Bonny’s Revenge floating above the dealership, its anchor tethered to the rock behind the building.
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