Page 272 - The Life of A Teenage Girl (Stories About Finding Your Way)

THE LIFE OF A TEENAGE GIRL

“Oh, a comedy club? But the news I got from the school was about
clubs that could help you improve your skills in whatever you’re best

at.”

“Yeah—and comedy is what I’m best at.”
“But I thought we agreed that you wouldn’t be a comedian or do

anything related to comedy.” She tilted her head and leaned closer.
“But Mom, you know I’m good at comedy! You know I love it—

and I want to be a great comedian in the future!”
“Shauna, we talked about this. No child of mine shall say, ‘I want

to be a comedian.’ It will not happen in my house!”

“Mom, you can’t do that! I’ve been doing comedy since I was five,
and now that you think comedy is stupid, you never let me do it! Even

though I decide to be and do what I want—”

“Enough!” Mom yelled loudly, then continued in a firm voice.
“You know exactly why you can’t do comedy. I realized comedy was

stupid because of a good reason.”
I scoffed, knowing full well that comedy isn’t stupid.

“From now on, I don’t want to hear or see that you’re doing
comedy again. Because if I do… you know what’s going to happen.”

Mom then stepped back a bit and forced a smile.

“You know I’m just trying to make your life better—in fact, your
future life better. And comedy isn’t going to help. It’s a waste of time

and stupid jokes.”
I whined and walked away from her side.

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