"BITCHES!"
My ears stung with the heavily accented screaming just behind my head. My boyfriend had decided it would be super great to take me to a hockey game in Lewiston, Maine, when Lewiston, Maine still boasted a hockey team, the Maineiacs.
However, the Maineiacs were really a Quebec junior league hockey team in disguise. Which means lots of French Canadian groupies who only knew one word of English:
"BITCHES!" (Pronounced: BEE-chez)
Amidst the fits of screaming and smattering of what could only be "BITCHES!" in French, my boyfriend and I (coincidentally, boyfriend turned int DOH a couple of years later), started to wonder a few things, like, "Why are we the only Americans sitting over here?" and "Who are these bitches? Is it the other team? Is it the us? Who?"
Eventually we gave up questioning what was going on and realized that it was futile to resist and was best to assimilate. When the opportunity next arose, we joined them in a hearty, "BITCHES!" French accent and all.
A response to a Mama Kat writing prompt.
P.S. Apologies for the gratuitous use of the word "BITCHES!" (Sorry, had to get it in there one more time, hehe.)
5 comments:
Once I visualized the French Canadian accent in my head, I *might* have snorted a little coffee out. Great post! Visiting from Mama Kat's!
It made me chuckle, too. It was my favorite part of writing this post. Thanks for commenting! :-)
I think everything sounds better in French.
Visiting from Mama Kat's :)
If you can't beat them, or understand them, join them. What a great way to enjoy yourself amidst some craziness.
Jen, it's true, everything does sound better in French. And it sure was fun yelling along with them, Clueless Mom! :-)
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