I was never wild in my teenage years
My mom had lot of that with my brothers
They weren't going on looking for trouble
But they did give my mom a whole lot of work
As for me, I kept quiet and listened
I obeyed
I wasn't prim and proper, far from it since I was such a tomboy
But I never gave mom a headache
I did that years earlier
My brothers couldn't match the wildness I had
I gave mom a run for her money before I turned five
I talked back and was sassy
I was spoiled by my father
And being the youngest at that time, I gave mom such a headache
Our eldest tried to teach me to behave
While the second eldest and I bickered like most brother and sister
We got into trouble often
I got scolded often too
But my mom wouldn't have any of it
And so, she tamed my wildness
My dad let her discipline me
I hated my mom then
She was the villain in my story
But looking back now
I'd have done the same thing
I guess it was better that I was a wild child
My teenage years are what some would call, boring
I think my mom was thankful for that
© Maria Michaela
For GC and Sue's Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge Wild.
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