nickname Queen Bee because she acted as if she were royalty and had what people called a diva attitude.
Bright thought to herself, When did they ever have to clean? Their houses stayed nasty. “Maaaa!” Bright yelled as she walked to the living room to see what was going on.
“Don't ‘Ma’ me,” Rosette snapped back. “It's time to clean house!” she said kicking through a pile of dirty clothes on the living room floor.
Bright sucked her teeth, “ Ma, when does anybody ever clean up around here?” she asked.
“Well if your high yellow ass wants somewhere to lay yo head, I guess we'll all be cleaning up this pig's sty today!” she said with her hands on her hips. “Section eight inspectors are coming out Tuesday morning.”
“Mama, but it's Sunday though,” Bright whined. “Why are we cleaning so early?” She knew that since they were up for inspection that there was no escaping housework, but she was confused as to why they had to clean up two days in advance.
“Yes I know its Sunday, smart ass!” her mother said, giving her a dumb facial expression. “But it's gonna at least take us two good days to get this place in order!” Rosette paused to catch her breath. “Look around here Queen Bee, this place is filthy,” she said seriously.
“Man, I have to do everything around here,” Bright said, marching back to her bedroom for a change of clothes. “Ma, are the rest of your kids going to be participating in the family festivities today?” she yelled, changing clothes in her bedroom.
“Until I can find they lazy, trifling asses, I guess it's just me and you. Now come on, and let’s get to it! Oh, and by the way, your Highness, Larry called for you while I was cleaning the bathroom,” she said sarcastically. “So hurry up and call him back right quick so we can clean up this house up!”
“Larry?” Bright asked, peeping her head out her bedroom.
“Naw, Larry!” her mother said giving her another dumb facial expression, and then threw her hands in the air. “What you be smoking on, Bright?” her mother asked her, then quickly nodded her head. “Never mind, don't even answer that. Just hurry up and make your phone call, so you can get in here to help,” she said.
Bright made her way to the cordless phone in her room. “I hope ya lazy kids find their way back home by the time I get off the phone, Ma. It's already unfair enough that I gotta play mom when you’re gone to work and then have to turn around and do they house work too,” Bright fussed.
“Well tough cookie, big sister! 'Cause guess what? I go to work to take care of you too, and on top of that I give you more than I give the others, and I make it possible for you to have your own bedroom when I should be the one with my own room. I shouldn't have to be sharing a room with my two youngest daughters. But I do that to compensate you for all the extra shit that you have to do around here! So quit complaining before I start complaining on how high ya ass be walking up in here, and the different hours of the night you be walking up in here!” Rosette paused, seeing that she had Bright's full attention. “Now I like Larry a lot, don't get me wrong, but I'll even start cutting his time short too! Do you understand, Queen Bee?” her mother said sarcastically.
“I know, Ma, I know, I was only kidding...and I don't be smoking no weed either,” Bright lied. “I just want Deja, Cordell, Ramon and Ryonna to help around here too, 'cause you work hard and should be able to come home to a clean house sometimes,” Bright said, hoping to get her mother off of her tail.
Rosette thought, I knew I'd get her to shut her big mouth up!
It wasn't that Rosette didn't care about the things Bright was doing, she just really didn't have the time to be home and enforce the laws of her home to her children. She worked twelve and sometimes twenty-four hour shifts at a time at her nursing job, in order to provide for her children. So she knew there were
Bright thought to herself, When did they ever have to clean? Their houses stayed nasty. “Maaaa!” Bright yelled as she walked to the living room to see what was going on.
“Don't ‘Ma’ me,” Rosette snapped back. “It's time to clean house!” she said kicking through a pile of dirty clothes on the living room floor.
Bright sucked her teeth, “ Ma, when does anybody ever clean up around here?” she asked.
“Well if your high yellow ass wants somewhere to lay yo head, I guess we'll all be cleaning up this pig's sty today!” she said with her hands on her hips. “Section eight inspectors are coming out Tuesday morning.”
“Mama, but it's Sunday though,” Bright whined. “Why are we cleaning so early?” She knew that since they were up for inspection that there was no escaping housework, but she was confused as to why they had to clean up two days in advance.
“Yes I know its Sunday, smart ass!” her mother said, giving her a dumb facial expression. “But it's gonna at least take us two good days to get this place in order!” Rosette paused to catch her breath. “Look around here Queen Bee, this place is filthy,” she said seriously.
“Man, I have to do everything around here,” Bright said, marching back to her bedroom for a change of clothes. “Ma, are the rest of your kids going to be participating in the family festivities today?” she yelled, changing clothes in her bedroom.
“Until I can find they lazy, trifling asses, I guess it's just me and you. Now come on, and let’s get to it! Oh, and by the way, your Highness, Larry called for you while I was cleaning the bathroom,” she said sarcastically. “So hurry up and call him back right quick so we can clean up this house up!”
“Larry?” Bright asked, peeping her head out her bedroom.
“Naw, Larry!” her mother said giving her another dumb facial expression, and then threw her hands in the air. “What you be smoking on, Bright?” her mother asked her, then quickly nodded her head. “Never mind, don't even answer that. Just hurry up and make your phone call, so you can get in here to help,” she said.
Bright made her way to the cordless phone in her room. “I hope ya lazy kids find their way back home by the time I get off the phone, Ma. It's already unfair enough that I gotta play mom when you’re gone to work and then have to turn around and do they house work too,” Bright fussed.
“Well tough cookie, big sister! 'Cause guess what? I go to work to take care of you too, and on top of that I give you more than I give the others, and I make it possible for you to have your own bedroom when I should be the one with my own room. I shouldn't have to be sharing a room with my two youngest daughters. But I do that to compensate you for all the extra shit that you have to do around here! So quit complaining before I start complaining on how high ya ass be walking up in here, and the different hours of the night you be walking up in here!” Rosette paused, seeing that she had Bright's full attention. “Now I like Larry a lot, don't get me wrong, but I'll even start cutting his time short too! Do you understand, Queen Bee?” her mother said sarcastically.
“I know, Ma, I know, I was only kidding...and I don't be smoking no weed either,” Bright lied. “I just want Deja, Cordell, Ramon and Ryonna to help around here too, 'cause you work hard and should be able to come home to a clean house sometimes,” Bright said, hoping to get her mother off of her tail.
Rosette thought, I knew I'd get her to shut her big mouth up!
It wasn't that Rosette didn't care about the things Bright was doing, she just really didn't have the time to be home and enforce the laws of her home to her children. She worked twelve and sometimes twenty-four hour shifts at a time at her nursing job, in order to provide for her children. So she knew there were
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