to the daronnes, the grateful sons (and a bit mocking)

HAShen the start of the school year is behind us, the teachers still have ringing ears. Every summer, in the hypermarkets of France, the same women throng the bays, looking more and more annoyed, list of school supplies in hand, looking for promos and large-format notebooks with small squares (without border) . We meet some of these mothers, at the beginning of September, cursing on the shelves because Mr. Marto, the maths teacher, has an obsession with rigid dividers or an aversion to flexible binders. They do not suspect that their children are watching them and that they may end up in a sketch on TikTok or Instagram.

Just type “mums” in the search bar of social networks to come across a slew of videos where young boys, wigs, T-shirts or headscarves, imitate their “daronne”. Sometimes an old sweater and a high voice do the trick. They are between 14 and 30 years old, are called Lucas, Logan, Noah, Batzair, Amine, Tomy… and sequence their story in the manner of Martina (which they have surely never read): mothers on a school trip, at the beach, at breakfast, at the table, in the car, with their girlfriends, at the carnival, at parent-teacher meetings, etc.

A form of tribute

What emerges from these more or less successful sketches is a form of homage from these sons to their mothers, who all have one thing in common: the exasperation linked to the mental load and a tendency, let’s face it, to howl at their offspring, especially on the excessive use of screens, which they obviously do not control (“Honey, what is the bloutou? “). These young men, by caricaturing mom, also make fun of themselves, of their teenage crisis, of their inability to participate in household chores, to find their belongings – qualified as a superpower, this very maternal “skill” of knowing where exactly is such a T-shirt, the swimming cap or the history book -, to hide their packet of cigarettes.

But also of this unexplained habit of the little ones which consists in having important papers signed on Sunday at 9 p.m., or even on Monday morning, if possible when you are in the toilet (“I pass you the leaves under the door, ‘man”).

Above all, we see that the daronne of the XXIe century is not very different from that of previous generations. Every parent is bound one day to catch themselves vociferating ready-made expressions that, as a child, gave them pimples: “It’s not Versailles here”, “We are not at the hotel”, ” I am not your girlfriend “, “I’ve told you ten times”, “Is it clear or not? », “I’m not your maid”, “I’m going to take one to hit the other”, “Stop running, you’ll fall”… the list is long and seldom renewed. However, we can add: “Stop with this phone (it also works with video games), you will become stupid”.

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