We all love our family,
don’t we, whether they are good or bad or funny or entertaining. Alex, a ten
year old boy who lives in Manhattan, tells about his own family.
I woke up early morning
with the sun in my eyes. It was the 1st day of summer vacation. I
had a nightmare last night. In the nightmare, I saw my English teacher holding
a paper in front of me and shouting,” What is this Alex!?You have got a cracked
egg for your English literature exam! Just look at it, even the spelling of spelling
is wrong!!!”
I did get out of that
flashback just to see my mum scolding me for day dreaming in the toilet at
10:30 in the morning with a brush in my mouth and wearing a night suit with a
cute little rabbit logo on it.
I got ready and went down
to eat breakfast where the twin brothers, Joe and Eoj were waiting for me. It seems
when they were born, they were hugging each other. Neither mum nor the doctor
could separate them because they were laughing the whole time. That was the
first time the twin brothers spent “quality time”.
When mum told them about
the “incident” at the hospital; Joe and Eoj were looking like bruised dogs
suffering from an electric shock. Nowadays Joe and Eoj don’t even talk to each
other, except when they go into a fistfight when Eoj wanted to change his name.
When mum kept one of the
twins name Joe, she thought, “If ‘lived’ is to ‘devil’ then Joe is to…..EOJ,
E-O-J, which seems to be a stupid name. I’m a great mom!” Well, my name was
kept on the neighbor’s dog X-E-L-A, pronunciation, EX-EEL-AA. The dog did like
eels a lot. No wonder why his name was kept Xela. If you flip the word, it
becomes Alex.
Dad came right in the
middle of all of us dashing through the door, literally. My dad is good at
everything except for two things, jogging and romance.
Before dad goes for
jogging, he wears so much protective gear that he doesn’t look like a human at
all, rather he looks like a silver tortoise with a shell on his chest. And because
of the gear and his own weight he runs slower than a tortoise.
And in romance, when dad
and mum went for a candle-light dinner in a fancy restaurant, dad promised mum
that he wouldn’t go anywhere without her, but that went a bit overboard because
after the dinner, dad had to use the toilet. He had almost dragged mum into the
men’s toilet in front of public. Now dad doesn’t go to the toilet if mum is in
sight, even if it’s an emergency.
Finally comes mum. She is
an excellent cook but not so good at speaking because during her college days,
mum was chosen for communities speak. Even though the teacher knew that she had
stage fright, he pushed mum onto the stage. She had no confidence so she
finished it quickly,” Nix, Nixy, Nixyl, Nixyla, Nixylay. Bye” And went off the
stage leaving the students laugh until they all faint and the teacher chewing
and tearing his own coat.
In the six words mum spoke,
Nix, is mum herself, Nixy, is grand mum, Nixyla, is grand dad(pronunciation of
his name is NII-EX-ZILLA. Great grand dad wanted to name him Goodzilla, but his
wife changed it), Nixylay, is great grand dad (pronunciation NIX-EL-LAAYYAA. A
company was named Llaayyaa-lazy-junk-products. No Wonder)
That’s Alex’s
family
Prerak Srivastava
