I got the phone and called my mother.
“Hello, dear.”
“Hi Ma, I’ll only keep you a minute. I just want to say I’m teetering on the cusp of obesity and it’s your fault. I hope you’re happy now.”
There was a sigh on the other end of the line.
“As usual, I have no idea what you’re talking about. Which means, as usual, I have to ask you what you’re talking about.”
“I’m fat and just the other day I read about a study that reveals why I’m fat.”
“You’re eating too much?”
“Ha – nice try, but that old line’s not going to work anymore. I know better now. Researchers at Canada’s University of Manitoba did a study of more than 34,000 adults and the findings suggest that the harsh physical punishment they suffered as children has put them now at a higher risk of heart disease, arthritis and … obesity. Ergo, I’m fat because you spanked me.”
“What? I never spanked you.”
“Allow me to repeat myself. You’re eating too much?”
“Ma, 34,000 Manitobians can’t be wrong.”
“Manitobians? What’s a Manitobian? And anyway, if I did spank you, why is it that you don’t remember it?”
“More than likely, you’d cluck like a chicken. I never had to spank you, back then. As for the present moment, I plead the Fifth. Now, talk to your father. Dear, pick up the extension in there. Your son’s on the phone … says he’s gaining weight now because we spanked him way back when he was a child.”
“Spanked him? Not a chance – you wouldn’t let me. Tell him it’s probably because he’s eating too much.”