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| Slices of Life By Jill Pertler |
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If I only had a brain… or two
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My son made me a brain in art class. Yeah, so now I have two. Brains, that is. When I’m counting sons, I have three. Therefore, I have more sons than brains – but please don’t tell them I told you so.
I think giving your mom a brain is a useful and thoughtful gift. The action doesn’t in any way intimate that she needs a brain, in any way. I don’t think.
My brain – made in ceramics class – is painted a glossy turquoise and dotted with a glaze called cumulous cloud, which produces a uniquely ethereal appearance. Its hollow interior is filled with little clay balls that rattle when shaken. Maybe my son put them inside so people wouldn’t call me an airhead. A single word is etched on the base: “Mom,” which when turned upside down becomes “Wow,” so in essence the one word acts as two – sort of like my brains.
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