RDP Tuesday: Obstreperous

When I was little and my Dad was trying to take my picture, he would always have tell me  to smile. I wasn’t a smile on demand type of kid.

I remember once he told me to smile and I did right on cue, he raised his camera up and looked through the view finder.

” Anita, what the Hell are you doing with your face? ”

” I’m smiling ”

” You look like you have rabies, cut it out and smile right. ”

” I don’t want to. ” I said.

I could see his left eye start to twitch . ” I’m asking you nicely to smile. ”

” And I’m nicely saying I don’t want to. And I don’t have rabies. ”

” Maybe you don’t.  But  you do  have an attitude, little girl. A big bad one.”

After he said that I really did smile, it was bright and wide and my eyes even sparkled.

In six year old Anita Marie’s universe a compliement was a compliement even if it was wrapped  in barbed wire.

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