The Kiss :: Personal Narrative Writing

The Kiss Mama hands me my last three dresses, packs my Sunday eyelid and stockins, and kisses my forehead. Youre a woman now, Elsa, and hell take good cargon of you, she says. Its high eon you build your own family. Papa kisses my cheek and closes the door of Nicks pick-up as I brandish goodbye to my five brothers and sisters. With fifteen years of southern life as my platform, I plunge into the waters of reality by the skin of my teeth. Immediately I am a wife, forced to begin a family of my ownjust like Mama. Every day Nick comes bouncin through the front door constitute for supper. Wipe your feet, I always say, and dont slam my door. With younguns screamin and fightin I always manage to put a hot meal on the table, despite the fact that Im half a dozen 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 home every day at six in the evenin. Oysters are his specialty, and thats wha ts kept us alive. With him supportin me and four kids at twenty years old, I figure this is the least I could do. Fried chicken, collard greens, black-eyed peas, and corn bread are his favorites. Im still workin on them butter biscuits Mama taught me how to make, but the rest of my cookin is pretty good. Supper time is the only time we ever really talk, so I realize 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 number and it was time for our family to stop growin. Thank heavens I see the doctor comin down the hall with a heap of nurses around him. Dr. Johnson comes in with a strange olfactory perception on his face. Hello Mr. And Mrs. Carroll. Congratulations once again on your new baby girl, he says. The reason Im back 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. Jo hnson exited without another word. Let me explain. They told us just two months after she was born that she has Down syndrome and that many people consider giving there children up for adoption after learning of this disease.