The other day I left a comment on Gigi’s blog telling her that one of the things I love about living in Hawaii is never closing the windows. Â I really meant that. Â Mostly what comes through our windows is fresh air and the sweet scent of Â Plumeria or Mock Orange Blossoms. Â Occasionally something less appealingÂ assaultsÂ us, like a booming stereo in a passing car (minor and brief), or anÂ argumentÂ issuing from a neighbors home. Â They are also usually brief, but they are not always minor.
Today I heard the boy across the street whining. Â I recognized the tone of his voice, but not his words. Â His mother’s voice came clearly, “After you finish your homework.”
More whining followed and again the mother responded. Â “After you finish your homework.”
The kid yelled, “My show will be over by then!”
This time the mother’s answer was too low for me to understand, but I heard the child’s response loud and clear. Â “I hate you!Â You’re stupid!”
The father answered sharply, “Don’t speak to your mother like that!”
The boy yelled back, “Why not? Â You do!”
Then somebody female yelled, “Yes!” I think it was the mother, but it could have been the daughter. Â I hope it wasn’t me. Â I know I was thinking it. Â I also know it’s been real quiet over there ever since.