Guest blogger Marilyn Kentz: When I was in high school I wanted very badly to be a cheerleader. I thought it was the direct means to becoming as popular as possible. I didn't make it. I'm still bitter.
Years later I saw a little ray of hope. I had a daughter. I put pom-poms in her little chubby fists and taught her to say, "Push 'em back ... push 'em back ... waaaay back." But it's a new century and popularity isn't the premium it used to be. When my daughter was 15, she was not at all interested in short, sassy skirts in school colors, little shaky pom-poms or even dancing. It distressed me. All her little friends were letting their mothers live through them. At the Homecoming Game they wore a glow and had memorized all their daughters' cheers. They didn't even look at the game, and neither did I. I knew all the words, too. And there sat mine -- Ms. Bohemian -- muttering, "This is so tacky! It's degrading to women."
"Okay, maybe, but they look so happy and popular," I answered in all honesty.
"Mom, is that all you think about? Being popular?" she growled.
"No. I think about cute clothes, great shoes and thick hair," I answered in a perky tone, knowing I was making her roll her eyes.
After a pregnant pause, she turned to me and cooed, "Mom, I saw some great shoes at Bloomingdale's. Can we blow off this game and go to the mall?"
$140 later I was now living through my daughter the way nature intended.
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Marilyn Kentz is the brunette half of the '90s comedy duo "The Mommies" and author of A Ten-Step Guide to Fearless Aging. |
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