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Louis Worlds Fair was in full swing. My name was Ken. I had just turned thirteen and was a feisty lad I have to admit. Incorrigible might have been a better description.
That proved to be a key element in changing my life. Mom had died when I was six. Dad, my sister Jane, a year my senior, and I Feeling and old boy lived alone ever since. Now dad was not a manly man. In retrospect I would call him a Mr. Milktoast type, easy to push around. He was very lonely however.
One day he brought home a lady and announced that they were to be engaged. I learned she was wealthy in her own right. She was just the opposite of dad, rather forceful. When I was introduced to her she acted pleasant enough although she stared at me with a strange look in her eye for the longest time.
A few months later they were married and she moved in. She and Jane seemed to hit it off. We were instructed to call her mother. I also resented that but said nothing. After a few days she became aware of my feistiness and announced she would hire a governess to, as she put it, quiet me down a notch or two.
The governess was a fiftyish woman, who wore nothing but long formfitting black dresses. All women over twelve wore long tight corsets. She was no exception. In spite of her age she had the shape of a teenager.
She must have worn a dandy.
I learned she was also a qualified tutor, meaning that our school days were over. I was to call her Madam Gayle. Madam was a normal title of address for a governess at the turn of the century.
My life was pleasant enough in spite of the fact that I was getting a lot of discipline. My feisty streak was not easy to break however. Mother would often say, following one of my unruly periods, that if I were her daughter she could quiet me down.
I wondered how she could quiet a girl and not a boy. I would soon find out, the hard way. I was on pins and needles wondering what she had in mind. The next day she went shopping with madam. They returned with a lone package.
All that evening Jane would giggle whenever we met. What did she know? I barely slept all night. I arose and washed up. When I returned to my room, mother and madam were waiting for me.“Sick Feeling” is a single from 18 year old Norwegian singer/songwriter Boy caninariojana.comed on June 29, , the song details the queasiness of a breakup and reflections on the past of a now.
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