Eight Years into Boyhood

Daniel was telling me, the other day, about an unusual exchange between himself and his day-camp counselor earlier that day.  Apparently there was some girl in a bikini - I didn't catch whether it was a picture of some kind or a real girl in a bikini, but somehow an image-or-reality that caught Daniel's attention - and Daniel's reaction was, "Well, that's awkward."

When the counselor - no doubt a budding adolescent - realized that Daniel was describing seeing a girl in a bikini as awkward - for himself and/or for the young lady whose physique was so uncomfortably exposed - the counselor clarified his own position on the matter:

"I love girls in bikinis!  And you will too some day."

Of course, I was pretty curious as to what Daniel said in response to this hard-to-imagine projection:

"Nothing, I was too sort-of embarrassed."

And as he reported it, the embarrassment seemed to be back in full swing, as the lad grinned widely, if sheepishly, almost squinting as he described the moment.

(August 8, 2014)