Jersey Tomatoes Are the Best (2011)
“You are going to be so psyched.”
“So why do I feel so nervous?”
Henry and I sit in my bedroom, eyes glued to the laptop, where, amazingly enough, I am introducing her to Facebook. My latest obsession in particular: a page I’ve created for her. And a group I’ve joined for her: the Chadwick Tennis Academy Summer Camp group. It’s a crucial step in her education.
Because Henry’s leaving for Chadwick. In a week.
To her credit, she has at least heard of Facebook, but up until this point she hasn’t joined. I realize it’s not her fault that she is cyberculturally inept: Mark polices her computer access with secret police–like zeal. It’s not that he suspects she might post lewd pictures of herself, or knowingly join chat rooms with pedophiles. He just thinks everyone’s out to stalk his daughter, and the computer is one hole he is bound and determined to plug.
Anyway, several days ago the gods of tennis and ballet got together … just like our parents, downstairs at this very moment, sipping gin... and tonics and discussing their daughters’ brilliant careers over a smoking grill … and good fortune rained down on Henry and me.MoreLess
“So why do I feel so nervous?”
Henry and I sit in my bedroom, eyes glued to the laptop, where, amazingly enough, I am introducing her to Facebook. My latest obsession in particular: a page I’ve created for her. And a group I’ve joined for her: the Chadwick Tennis Academy Summer Camp group. It’s a crucial step in her education.
Because Henry’s leaving for Chadwick. In a week.
To her credit, she has at least heard of Facebook, but up until this point she hasn’t joined. I realize it’s not her fault that she is cyberculturally inept: Mark polices her computer access with secret police–like zeal. It’s not that he suspects she might post lewd pictures of herself, or knowingly join chat rooms with pedophiles. He just thinks everyone’s out to stalk his daughter, and the computer is one hole he is bound and determined to plug.
Anyway, several days ago the gods of tennis and ballet got together … just like our parents, downstairs at this very moment, sipping gin... and tonics and discussing their daughters’ brilliant careers over a smoking grill … and good fortune rained down on Henry and me.MoreLess
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