This short story was definitely my favorite thing to read in this whole class. It was interesting all the way through, and pretty funny. I really enjoyed the way the author wrote. This story was about a boy who had OCD. It started out with him in school and the teacher complaining about his tics. He always licked the light switches and tapped himself on the head with his shoe. He was being disruptive all the time and she was getting annoyed so she set up a meeting with the boy’s mother. The funny part is, this teacher wasn’t the only one who requested a meaning. Throughout the story, it talks about the mother and her meetings with every teacher the boy ever had!
The most interesting parts of the story are when the boy tells us what goes through his mind. How he counts the steps he takes walking home from school and how he HAS to lick the neighbors mailbox in passing. This to me is hilarious, but it also has to suck that you just HAVE to do these things or it’ll drive you crazy. The boy says that he hates his mind. So obviously he wants to stop his tics and doesn’t want to have to keep doing all these ridiculous things, but cannot stop himself; he has no control over it.
The boy’s mother knows just exactly how she is and I’m guessing she figured there was nothing else she could do about it so she just deals with it. She seemed to maybe drink her problems away because during every meeting with her son’s teachers she was drinking and asked them for a drink. Whenever they talked about her son, she drank. (from what it seemed)
Something I noticed was when the mother told her son’s teacher that her husband keeps everything and doesn’t throw anything away. So, not only does the son have a problem but the dad is probably a hoarder! Anyways, the dad tries to threaten the boy with violence so he will stop his tics. I don’t think he really understands that the boy doesn’t really have control over it. A funny part was when the dad and son were driving in the car and the dad purposely slams on the breaks to try and get the boy to stop putting his nose up against the window. The son hits his nose and gets a nose bleed. He then becomes addicted to the pain.
The boy was always addicted to something and he felt he had NO choice but to just do it. I would hate that feeling. Having to always be touching or licking something when I walked by and driving myself crazy if I didn’t. I think it would have to be really annoying. I wouldn’t want to go out in public because I would be embarrassed. I do have somewhat of an OCD, but not anywhere near as serious as his. I have to shake everything before I drink or eat it. (things in bags or boxes or bottles, ect.) Like, I have to shake my water bottle before opening it and again before I drink it. When people don’t shake their drinks or something in front of me I get really disgusted and REALLY angry at them. But it is controllable, I’m not licking everything in sight, thank god! Haha
It was funny reading about when he went to college. He wanted to get rid of his roommate so bad, the first thought that came to my mind was he’s weird, and probably weird enough to kill him! But, he didn’t. I also liked how it ended. The boy turned to cigarettes which became his new addiction. I think this made him feel better because cigarettes just do and because he always had something to do with his hands. I used to smoke, I quit also J but I do know about the hand thing. To help quit people use dumb dumb lollypops so they’re doing something with they’re hands. Maybe the boy can do that since its way more healthier than a cigarette! Who knows. All in all the story was great!!
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