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By: Lisa Friesenhahn
So my child comes home and tells me that a child was making fun of me and said to him, “Your momma is so fat she sat on your iphone and broke it.”
Well, I’m not a thin woman but I was pretty sure this child had never met me and that it was just a child telling ‘Yo Momma’ jokes. Most of us grew up with some of this type of joking although it’s not appropriate and I don’t particularly like it, it’s not that uncommon.
Now my son was upset. I told him, “That child doesn’t even know me. He has never met me. You don’t have an iphone and he was just telling a joke. What is his name?” , to which my child replied, “I don’t know, but I know he knows you.” I said, “How does this child know me? I’m rarely at school and I wouldn’t have had any opportunity for this child to see or meet me?”
K went on to say, “You remember back in August when you came with me to sign in for school?” Now, technically, I suppose that child could have been there but my child did not know him or see him there that day. K was just guessing when the child saw me for it to make sense to him and to have an answer for me.
So after trying nicely to explain to K that the child was just telling a joke, and K becoming increasingly agitated that I didn’t believe him when he said the kid knows me, I told my son with a sense of humor (which I should know better) to go tell the child that you don’t have a mother and call his bluff. So, my son ran into Mr. Jokester the next day telling more Yo Momma jokes and K told him, “I don’t have a Mom.” Oops. Well, K came home and told me what he told the kid and I was curious so I asked, “Did the child look surprised?” K said, “Yes, he did.” And he added, “But, Mom, why did you want me to lie to him? I wasn’t telling the truth.” My thought, ‘wow, my child actually knows what the truth is. He struggles with that.’
I told K that I was just thinking that if he called the kid’s bluff or shocked him, the kid might back off and stop harassing him.
I then proceeded to Google up ‘Yo Momma’ jokes on the internet to prove to my child that this child indeed does NOT know me or the majority of other kid’s moms who he is inadvertently making fun of. My son looked shocked. In his mind, he was convinced that the child knew me and was insulting me.
This is another example of how FASD works in the thought processes of the brain. They don’t always understand ‘inferences’, ‘jokes’, ‘bluffing’, etc.
My typical child arrived home and I said to him, “A, have you ever heard any Yo Momma jokes?” A responded saying, “Oh, yeah, kids tell those all the time.” And then he proceeded to tell a few he had learned through the years. The difference here is that my son A knew the kids were not referring to me. Again, K wasn’t totally convinced because when he interprets something in his brain, it’s hard to get him to see the abstract or any other angle. He takes things so literally and humor or teasing can be totally misconstrued.
Ah, another one of those life lesson’s that keep popping up.
If I ever have the opportunity to meet Mr. Jokester, I may just ask for his iphone though, LOL.