Thursday 04/17/14 Mom

I spend my Thursdays with my mom. Nothing is ever planned on a Thursday and the only way I will ever not spend it with her is if she cancels or she says come Wednesday, instead. Every time I visit with my mom she feeds me (which is awesome!). And she usually gives me something worth tweeting or facebooking about. Here are this Thursday's stories. I'll start posting all her older ones.

Dinner tonight was Spicy Tilapia with Basil

Mom and Me circa 1967

Mom story #1

Eels

I won't eat eel, Ohma. When I was a little girl I was out looking for some food. In Thailand, there no foodstamps... you have to go get you food. Two men were fishing with a net, you know, one push the fish to the other and they catch in net and empty it out. The man pushing fish he grab eel... Electric eel, Ohma! He (bzzz bzzz bzzz) I feel so bad, Ohma... I cry.

Did he die?

No, but I never eat eel. I don't like anything like that. No snake either.

Photo: An Electric Eel at the California Academy of Sciences.
Date 13 September 2013 Steven Walling http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Electric_eel_CAS.jpg

Mom story #2

Frogs

I don't eat frogs either, Ohma. You know why? 'Cause when you kill them you have to hit them in the head. When you hit them, Ohma, they screeeeam... like a little kid. My mom, she kill those frogs, Ohma, and I cry, and cry. I'm just a little girl, like 4 and my mom, she bonk me on the head and ask me why I cry. I say "Don't you feel sorry for them?" She say, "No, I'm hungry."

My mom make me go get frog from market, and they wrap a string around the stomach and you carry it home that way, like a purse, Ohma. I drop it with my mom and then I go away. I never eat it, Ohma.

But one day, I decided I was going to eat one. So I went to the market and carried frog home and I hit it, Ohma. It scream and scream. You know what happen? I let it go. Haha.

When I have to go get fish my mom say, "Buy the live one."

I make the market kill it so I don't have to watch my mom do it at home or I never eat, Ohma, never. Good thing I never watch cow or pig killed. I be little tiny skinny thing.

Photo: Kob Thanin Market
http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Kob_Thanin_Market.jpg