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Sprng - Part II
By Barbara Lynn Terry
Saturday, July 03, 2010

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The continuing story of Spring.

 

Part II - Bobbie's house.

I got my coat and boots on, and left for Bobbie's. Grandma thought I was going by one of the boys named Bobby, but in fact I was going by one of my best girl friend's house. I walked as if walking to Bobby's, but then I kept going straight so I could go around. When I got to Bobbie's, her mother answered the door.

"Oh! Hello Ronnie. Bobbie is in her room. You may go right up."

Bobbie's mother has known that Bobbie and I were the best of friends, and she didn't worry too much when we closed the door. She never came in Bobbie's room unless she knocked first, and Bobbie would say come in. What we did in her room, was talk about getting me dressed up in one of her skirt outfits, or a very nice dress.

When I was dressed in one of her outfits, we would sit there and practice painting each other's nails, and putting on lipstick. Today though, Bobbie wanted to do something different.

"Yes, Ronnie, it takes a lot of work to be a girl. You have to match your outfits, like your nails should match your lipstick, or at least your shoes. You need to know which shoes to wear with what dress or skirt and blouse. You have to know what kind of jewelry to wear with your outfit, and if you are wearing a skirt or a dress, you need stockings, or at least double knit, knee high socks. Ronnie, are you sure you want to be one of us?"

"Yes Bobbie, I really do. I don't know why, but it is how I feel."

"Alright then I and the others will show you what you need to know. We have to be careful though, because mother would get angry if she saw you in one of my dresses or skirts."

"Alright. So how did I do?"

"You did very well, girlfriend. But even though Ronnie can be a girl's name too, do you want to use a different girl's name? Something even prettier?"

"I haven't thought about it. Maybe. Something that sounds like Spring, or maybe April, Susan, or Debbie, Joan, June, I just don't know."

"How about Spring," Bobbie's mother said, as she was standing in the doorway. We forgot to close the door all the way, and she was standing there by the door. "Spring is a very beautiful girl's name. Like Spring Byington, the actress."

"Mom, are you angry at me for letting Ronnie wear one of my dresses?"

"No sweetie, I think she looks very pretty in that dress. I knew something was going on when Ronnie was over here, because I could hear what sounded like two girls giggling when I passed by your door. When I saw the door open a bit, I was listening to what the two of you were saying, and I thought that it was nice that you can be there for your friend, Bobbie. Ronnie, erm, Spring, you do look very pretty in that dress. What does your grandmother and aunt think about you dressing like this?"

"They keep telling me that I was a born a boy and I just have to make the best of it."

"Do you know about Christine Jorgensen. She used to be a man, and she went to Copenhagen, Denmark to become a woman. Denmark is another country thousands of miles away from here. You have to take an airplane or a ship to get there."

"Yes, I know about her. I forgot her name, but I know about her. She is very pretty."

"Yes she is. So, I will tell you what. Bobbie is having a sleepover next weekend. Would you like to come, Ronnie, erm, Spring?"

"I would like to, but my grandma...yes, I want to come."

"Good. Bobbie will have a nightgown you can use while you are here."

"You won't tell my grandma or my auntie, will you?"

"Of course not, sweetie. I think you make a very pretty girl."

"Thank you."

Part II - Bobbie's house.

I got my coat and boots on, and left for Bobbie's. Grandma thought I was going by one of the boys named Bobby, but in fact I was going by one of my best girl friend's house. I walked as if walking to Bobby's, but then I kept going straight so I could go around. When I got to Bobbie's, her mother answered the door.

"Oh! Hello Ronnie. Bobbie is in her room. You may go right up."

Bobbie's mother has known that Bobbie and I were the best of friends, and she didn't worry too much when we closed the door. She never came in Bobbie's room unless she knocked first, and Bobbie would say come in. What we did in her room, was talk about getting me dressed up in one of her skirt outfits, or a very nice dress.

When I was dressed in one of her outfits, we would sit there and practice painting each other's nails, and putting on lipstick. Today though, Bobbie wanted to do something different.

"Yes, Ronnie, it takes a lot of work to be a girl. You have to match your outfits, like your nails should match your lipstick, or at least your shoes. You need to know which shoes to wear with what dress or skirt and blouse. You have to know what kind of jewelry to wear with your outfit, and if you are wearing a skirt or a dress, you need stockings, or at least double knit, knee high socks. Ronnie, are you sure you want to be one of us?"

"Yes Bobbie, I really do. I don't know why, but it is how I feel."

"Alright then I and the others will show you what you need to know. We have to be careful though, because mother would get angry if she saw you in one of my dresses or skirts."

"Alright. So how did I do?"

"You did very well, girlfriend. But even though Ronnie can be a girl's name too, do you want to use a different girl's name? Something even prettier?"

"I haven't thought about it. Maybe. Something that sounds like Spring, or maybe April, Susan, or Debbie, Joan, June, I just don't know."

"How about Spring," Bobbie's mother said, as she was standing in the doorway. We forgot to close the door all the way, and she was standing there by the door. "Spring is a very beautiful girl's name. Like Spring Byington, the actress."

"Mom, are you angry at me for letting Ronnie wear one of my dresses?"

"No sweetie, I think she looks very pretty in that dress. I knew something was going on when Ronnie was over here, because I could hear what sounded like two girls giggling when I passed by your door. When I saw the door open a bit, I was listening to what the two of you were saying, and I thought that it was nice that you can be there for your friend, Bobbie. Ronnie, erm, Spring, you do look very pretty in that dress. What does your grandmother and aunt think about you dressing like this?"

"They keep telling me that I was a born a boy and I just have to make the best of it."

"Do you know about Christine Jorgensen. She used to be a man, and she went to Copenhagen, Denmark to become a woman. Denmark is another country thousands of miles away from here. You have to take an airplane or a ship to get there."

"Yes, I know about her. I forgot her name, but I know about her. She is very pretty."

"Yes she is. So, I will tell you what. Bobbie is having a sleepover next weekend. Would you like to come, Ronnie, erm, Spring?"

"I would like to, but my grandma...yes, I want to come."

"Good. Bobbie will have a nightgown you can use while you are here."

"You won't tell my grandma or my auntie, will you?"

"Of course not, sweetie. I think you make a very pretty girl."

"Thank you."

Part II - Bobbie's house.

I got my coat and boots on, and left for Bobbie's. Grandma thought I was going by one of the boys named Bobby, but in fact I was going by one of my best girl friend's house. I walked as if walking to Bobby's, but then I kept going straight so I could go around. When I got to Bobbie's, her mother answered the door.

"Oh! Hello Ronnie. Bobbie is in her room. You may go right up."

Bobbie's mother has known that Bobbie and I were the best of friends, and she didn't worry too much when we closed the door. She never came in Bobbie's room unless she knocked first, and Bobbie would say come in. What we did in her room, was talk about getting me dressed up in one of her skirt outfits, or a very nice dress.

When I was dressed in one of her outfits, we would sit there and practice painting each other's nails, and putting on lipstick. Today though, Bobbie wanted to do something different.

"Yes, Ronnie, it takes a lot of work to be a girl. You have to match your outfits, like your nails should match your lipstick, or at least your shoes. You need to know which shoes to wear with what dress or skirt and blouse. You have to know what kind of jewelry to wear with your outfit, and if you are wearing a skirt or a dress, you need stockings, or at least double knit, knee high socks. Ronnie, are you sure you want to be one of us?"

"Yes Bobbie, I really do. I don't know why, but it is how I feel."

"Alright then I and the others will show you what you need to know. We have to be careful though, because mother would get angry if she saw you in one of my dresses or skirts."

"Alright. So how did I do?"

"You did very well, girlfriend. But even though Ronnie can be a girl's name too, do you want to use a different girl's name? Something even prettier?"

"I haven't thought about it. Maybe. Something that sounds like Spring, or maybe April, Susan, or Debbie, Joan, June, I just don't know."

"How about Spring," Bobbie's mother said, as she was standing in the doorway. We forgot to close the door all the way, and she was standing there by the door. "Spring is a very beautiful girl's name. Like Spring Byington, the actress."

"Mom, are you angry at me for letting Ronnie wear one of my dresses?"

"No sweetie, I think she looks very pretty in that dress. I knew something was going on when Ronnie was over here, because I could hear what sounded like two girls giggling when I passed by your door. When I saw the door open a bit, I was listening to what the two of you were saying, and I thought that it was nice that you can be there for your friend, Bobbie. Ronnie, erm, Spring, you do look very pretty in that dress. What does your grandmother and aunt think about you dressing like this?"

"They keep telling me that I was a born a boy and I just have to make the best of it."

"Do you know about Christine Jorgensen. She used to be a man, and she went to Copenhagen, Denmark to become a woman. Denmark is another country thousands of miles away from here. You have to take an airplane or a ship to get there."

"Yes, I know about her. I forgot her name, but I know about her. She is very pretty."

"Yes she is. So, I will tell you what. Bobbie is having a sleepover next weekend. Would you like to come, Ronnie, erm, Spring?"

"I would like to, but my grandma...yes, I want to come."

"Good. Bobbie will have a nightgown you can use while you are here."

"You won't tell my grandma or my auntie, will you?"

"Of course not, sweetie. I think you make a very pretty girl."

"Thank you."

 


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