A Noddity

Or so I thought I heard, whispered by my elders. Distinct from the ‘poor crittur’ whom circumstance had whipped, ‘noddity’ corralled the wild-eyed, the loud, the cowed, the always head-scarved women, the hidden from view, the ill-at-ease with themselves.   It comes back to me these days when I catch myself visibly agreeing with myself. […]