“this is a communal quilt project designed… in an effort to get more quilters/embroiderers/textilefolks to exercise their potty-mouths in textile form.”
I decided to accept Chawne’s challenge, and use it as an opportunity to tell the story of the first time I exercised my potty-mouth…
In 1971, I was seven years old. I came home from school one afternoon. My grandparents were visiting and sitting on the couch. My little brother was playing at the other end of the living room. I began taunting him with a saying I had heard at school that day.
If you see Kay… tell her hi!
I didn’t know what it meant, but I thought it must be something cool and clever. Maybe I had the sense that it was taboo in some way. All the other kids were repeating it behind the teachers’ backs.
F you see Kay… tell her hi!
F U see Kay… tell her hi!
F. U. C. K… tell her hi!
I was unrelenting with my taunt until my four year old brother started to cry. My grandparents overheard. My mother grabbed me by the collar and took me to another room. She made me repeat the nasty saying. My dad took me to the bathroom and scraped a bar of soap against my upper teeth. I wasn’t allowed to drink any water. I was sent to my room without dinner… I still didn’t understand what I had said but I knew it was bad.
The moral of this story… If you choose to exercise your potty-mouth there will be consequences. Good luck Chawne! And thanks for the opportunity to participate.
Dear readers, if you have a memory of the first time you exercised your potty-mouth, I would love to hear it!