In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay's first paragraph.
"I sat on my bed in the house on Linden Street, angry with my parents for sending me to my room. My mother had just found out what my sister and I had really been doing all those times we were quietly playing under the kitchen table. The underside of the table displayed crudely drawn characters, which spelled out every swear word that my 7-year-old mind knew. My "innocent" 5-year-old sister had even told me one of them. It didn't even matter that the magenta and teal crayon writing would come off - I was busted."
The Angle: Vol. 2000
, Article 17.
Available at: http://fisherpub.sjfc.edu/angle/vol2000/iss3/17