Chapter 1: What stories about control are shared in this episode?
This is the Moth Radio Hour. I'm your host, Jennifer Hickson. In this hour, stories about control. Wanting it, wrestling it from the powers that be, or happily surrendering it to those more capable. Whether it's a mighty battle for absolute command or a slight power adjustment so you maybe could just, you know, get a little sway.
The battle for control begins in childhood with your parental overlords and sometimes extends into adulthood. which is the case with our first storyteller, Dame Wilbur. You may recognize Dame's voice, either from her first moth main stage story, where she attempts to take control by lifting a curse. Highly recommend that one.
Or maybe you'll recognize her as one of the guest hosts on our radio hour and podcast. If you know Dame, you know that she rarely follows the rules. Dame is a rebel. In this first story, we get to meet the woman who inspired the rebellion, Dame's mother. A woman so fierce, Dame weaves a tangled web to avoid her wrath.
Live in her home city of Detroit, where we partnered with Music Hall Center for the Performing Arts, here's Dame Wilburn.
My father died the sophomore year that I was in college. And this made me the sole focus of my mother, the dragon. Now, she got that name because she wanted me to be a free spirit, but she was never prepared when I did free spirited stuff. And she would always respond to these moments with volcanic levels of fury that could only be described as dragon-esque. She was 5'10 and heels.
She kept her talons sharpened. She would wear $2,000 worth of power suits and accoutrements. And she would smoke under no smoking signs for kicks. She also once sent a man a pink slip. He was in a coma. And she sent it to the hospital and had his wife sign for it.
This is the woman whose eyes are boring into the back of my head as I sit at my graduation with my diploma holder trembling in my hand. This holder and I have a secret, and we learned this secret about three months ago when my counselor said I was a few credits short of graduating. I was 15 credits short of graduating.
Now, if you don't go to college and don't understand what that means, that's a semester. So I had somehow managed to be in school for five years and still be a semester short of graduating. Thank you. Some of y'all get it. And it was also at that meeting that she told me that if you weren't graduating until the fall, you could walk in the spring. And that's when it started.
I began to come up with a plot that would extend the time between the time I graduated and the time my mother, the dragon, found out that I hadn't graduated. Which means I've got a problem. while I'm sitting here in this chair. Now, I don't know how many of you have run a con, but if you're running a con, evidence is bad. Holding it is worse. And I'm holding something that's empty.
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Chapter 2: How did Dame Wilburn avoid her mother's wrath at graduation?
Now, I walk outside and I get into the parking lot and my mother makes a beeline for me and snatches that holder off from under my arm because she can smell blood in the water. She opens it up, reads it, and says, Makes sense, and we go off to dinner, and baby, it was beautiful. I now have a little time on my hands, but here's one of my issues now.
I can't go home, because under her direct gaze, I'm gonna crack, okay? So I told her, well, I'm gonna work campus security for the summer, and then when I come home in the fall, I'll get a job. Now, the key to a good lie is that it's got some truth in it. I'm a campus security officer. At least I was until I had an administrator and a police officer knock on my dorm door.
OK, now the word they use is embezzlement. But I feel like that word is too big. OK, stay with me. At the time, I had access to the charge account for campus security at the school bookstore. And apparently, I had run up a charge of about $700. Exactly. So the admin informed me that I had two options. You can quit your job, pay the money back.
Or we can fire you, you can pay the money back plus court costs, and you can go to jail. The officer informed me that embezzlement has a 15-year jail time. And I thought about it. Now the reason I thought about it, much to the bemusement of the officer, was I was pretty sure the dragon was never gonna get her talons through those jail walls.
And I might actually be safer with the cops than I was at home. But I also know I couldn't really go to jail and tell my fellow inmates that I had embezzled $700 worth of pizza flavored combos. So I took option one. Now, I find myself in another, you know, little problem, because as a campus security officer, I could stay on campus for the summer for free, but I don't have that job.
And I owe the bookstore $700. And to stay on campus, I've gotta pay a grand. Can't ask the dragon. So this is where modified Con number three comes in. Okay, hold on. Stay with me. We got this together. We're gonna be all right. So I called my godparents and told them that my mother had fallen on hard times. My mother hadn't been on hard times since she was two.
I said she'd fallen on hard times and I needed them to pay this bill because I didn't want to ask her for the money. Okay. Now we got it. We have tied up all the loose ends. Everything is gravy. I've got the whole summer to figure out what I'm going to say to her. Well, while I was doing all that plotting and thinking, I had forgotten to get myself enough money to eat.
And that's when I started reading magazines. I started reading the newspaper. I started watching the news. And I turned myself into one hell of a dinner guest. I've got good shoes. I've got good manners. I know how to talk to people. I'm witty and urbane. I was raised right, mostly. And people love to have me over. And I'm good at getting myself invited to things I'm not supposed to go to.
But the end of summer snuck up on me pretty quickly. And my buddy came in from New York, and I told him everything I had going on. And he said, you know, you might be some kind of evil genius. I hope one day you're going to use your powers for good. And that's when it all hit me. I'm out of lies, I'm out of people, I'm out of time, I'm out of chances.
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Chapter 3: What challenges did Tod Kelly face while confronting a bad driver?
I didn't graduate. And I'm actually 15 credit hours short. The school says I gotta pay $1,500 by end of business on Friday so that I can register for the fall semester. If you've got it, great, but if you don't, let me know. Thanks, bye. Now, you gotta understand, I don't know how many of you have ever run a four-part con, but the key to doing it is to not talk to anybody.
So I hadn't answered the phone in like four months. Because talking to people is how you give up what? Evidence. Once I left that message for her, I shut off the ringer on my phone, turned the answering machine volume all the way down, and took a three-hour nap. When I woke up, my answering machine light was blinking at me angrily. It took everything in me to press that button.
But I played the message and this is what it said. I will be at Siena Heights at noon on Friday. I expect to speak with you in person. Click. It's not terrifying at all. So when I told my counselor, everything that had gone on. I came clean to her. She said, I think it's best that you two not meet in private.
I think you should meet in the music room, and I'm going to be in my office, and we're going to leave all the doors open. This woman had met my mother one time, but she knew what I was up against. And that's how I ended up clutching a music stand staring into the eyes of the dragon. Now, I'm waiting for the speech. You know, you're a liar, you're a cheater, you have a chronic lack of ambition.
You know, the speech I've been getting my whole life. But she starts crying. And she says, do you know what it's like to not know where your child is? Do you know what it's like to leave message after message and not get it returned.
Do you know that I contacted the Michigan State Police Department and tried to have you declared as a missing person, but they informed me that I couldn't do it because you were 24 years old and you were an adult and you didn't have to call your mom. Now, My mother didn't cry at her mother's funeral. So I'm touched and moved by this.
However, the hustler in me was thinking about how the Michigan State Police Department got my back. I am an adult. I don't have to talk to my mama. The po-po is on my side. And that's what gave me the courage to tell her Do you know what it's like to be the singular focus of a very focused mother?
Do you know what it's like to have no control over your childhood and see that it's going to spill into your adulthood? Do you know what it's like to get a diploma you don't really want in a degree you don't really want for somebody else? And then she asked me a question for the first time in 2018. for years. She said, what do you want to do next? And I said, I want to finish.
And we walked over to the business office, and she wrote a check. And we walked outside, and that's when the sun hit her. And she pulled up to her full height, and you could hear the leathery edges of her wings snapping in the wind. And she unclenched her talons and put one right up against my jugular.
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Chapter 4: How does Gabriel Woods Lamanuzzi manage chaos in a second-grade classroom?
But I didn't need her pep talk. I already knew what I wanted to do. And I walked off that campus with the highest GPA of my entire educational career, a 3.0. And my own set of leather wings. Thank you.
That was Dame Wilburn. I called Dame to talk about her mother and her mother's legacy, and here's some of that conversation.
So in the story you paint her, she's pretty fierce. But she has a tender side, though, too.
She does. And the reason I paint her as fierce, and my mother passed away in 2007, and she was home, so I was with her when she passed. And... some of the last coherent things that she said to me was that I would tell people that she was a bad mother. And I said to her, you weren't a bad mother. And if I speak about you to people, what I will say to them is you were formidable.
I was not an easy child to raise. I was interested in everything and nothing all at once. And I was a comedian and I was a charmer and easily able to to get in and out of things. What I thought I did was I had driven my mother to distraction. In these later years, I've talked to her sister. She said, your mother never talked to me or anybody else that I know of as if you were a burden.
And when I heard that, I started crying because my perception of how I had been as a child was not my mother's perception at all. As I've gotten older, that's been of a real comfort.
Dame Wilburn talking about her mother, Mrs. Alberta Wilburn. Dame has a set of dragon wings that would make her mother proud. I've seen them flapping with my own eyes.
I also was thinking about sending you the tattoo I have on my right arm. It's the first tattoo I ever got. And I hid it from her for like a year before she finally saw it one day. And she said, what's that? And it's a dragon. And I said, well, I was going to get a heart that said mom in it, but they were all out of red. So I just got a portrait of you.
Stop! That's perfect! To see a picture of the dragon tattoo she got in honor of her mother, visit themoth.org. In a moment, a story about losing control on the road and also in a second grade classroom when the Moth Radio Hour continues.
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Chapter 5: What lessons does Nimisha Ladva learn from her father's actions?
This is about a month after we've broken up that I'm going to get fired. And so I set my alarm and I am on my way to work from my crappy life to my crappy job driving my crappy Mazda, which is like 20 years old. And it's the kind of car where it makes these noise that frighten you. And so you turn the stereo up so you're not afraid to drive it. And I just, I just, I don't know.
I can't move past anything in my life. And I'm thinking about how I have nothing to look forward to when I see something come directly at me on the freeway from the window, and it is a black car hurtling toward me. And I swerve over and actually go off of the highway onto the parking strip. And the car is in fact, I immediately notice, it's not out of control. it's just cutting me off.
It's this incredibly expensive, black, gorgeous BMW. And the person, how could he have not known that he'd just run me off the road, doesn't think anything of it, just shoots on along through traffic. And I had this moment of clarity where I decided everything in my life would be better if I passed him and cut him off
And this is rush hour traffic, and it's in Portland, and everybody's going about 35 or 40 miles an hour, except the guy who I'm chasing, who's going about 60. And it sounds more dangerous than it probably is. He's a phenomenal driver. And this car... It handles beautifully. And it's almost as if all the other cars recognize that this is a superior car and they have to get out of the way.
And it's like watching a dolphin go through water. And I would have no chance of following him because now I'm going in his wake and he's going back and forth and it suddenly hits me. I suddenly know he knows that I'm following him and that's why he's going faster. And this is why he won't like do anything.
And we come up and we get to the exit where I'm supposed to get off and get to work on time. And I think, no, because justice has to be served. So I barrel on, and we're going, and we're going, and we're going through the curves. And I should not go through the curves in this car because there's an odd thing about my car.
Not all the time, but sometimes when you turn the wheel, it's a little while before the thing turns. So I'm now actually cutting other people off accidentally. And again, before you think hypocritical, asshole cutting off, cutting off for justice. They are very different things. But I can't, I can't, I'm not falling back, but I'm not catching up to him.
And I keep going, and we go, and finally we're passing Tualatin. I'm now like 15 miles past my work. We get up to the 205 interchange, and suddenly cars are going off there, and it breaks open, and I can see him. He's 10 car lengths ahead of me.
and he hits the open space, he's going 60 and then clearly he just puts his foot on the gas and he leaves it there because he goes from 60 to 90, boom, and he is like a comet and it's like those cartoons where you see the car suddenly shrink in size.
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Chapter 6: How does Nimisha's experience with skinheads shape her perspective?
And he says in like the coolest, kindest way, I am so sorry. Like I was late and I wasn't paying attention and it looks like you're having a rough time and I'm so sorry that I made it worse for you. I am terribly sorry. And I hadn't had anybody apologize to me about anything in forever. And it just felt amazing. And If this were an ABC After School special, suddenly my life would have changed.
But it didn't, of course, except that in that moment, it did. I just felt better. And I apologized, and I thanked them, and I got in the car, and I started to drive off to work knowing as soon as I was going to get there, I was going to put in my two weeks' notice, and I was going to start asking myself seriously, what do I need to do to get my life back on track? Thank you.
That was Todd Kelly. Todd says that what happened that day in his 1983 Mazda 323 was totally out of character. I asked him why he thought he lost it that day, and he said, heck if I know, maybe it was my brain's way of telling my heart it was time to grow up and move on. And that's what he did.
After Todd quit the Denon job, he bartended for a spell, then had a successful career in risk management. And these days, Todd is a journalist who also produces live shows in Portland, Oregon. For people whose North Star is predictability and order, any deviation from the path can be a challenge.
Our next story was told by Gabriel Woods-Lamanuzzi at a Story Slam in Boston, where we partner with PRX and public radio station WVUO. Here's Gabriel.
Okay, so I'm the type of person with assigned pegs for each specific coat that I own and very much assigned slots for each utensil in my kitchen drawers. This pillow in my world goes with this pillowcase only. And every time my girlfriend leaves her keys in my key spot, I have to just pray for patience.
Left to my own devices, all of the spice bottles in my cabinets would be label facing forward because I'm not a barbarian. And when it's down halfway, I take the soap dispenser in the bathroom and switch it with the one in the kitchen, which is used up more slowly so that they can deplete at the same time and be filled up simultaneously. I consider this peak brilliance. So you get the picture.
For as long as I can remember, I have been a lover of, and at times, a refugee in order. Predictability, organization, these are things that help me maintain sanity in an otherwise chaotic and overwhelming world. And so make a plan, have a routine, everything's just safer and better that way.
Well, when I went off to college, settled on a major in cognitive science, partly because the research is awesome. And partly so I could just be tucked away in a neat, orderly little lab somewhere. Well, my junior year of college, I ended up stumbling my way into an education course. And the professor was an amazing human being. I had great classmates. I was having a good time.
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Chapter 7: What insights does Nimisha have about cultural identity and acceptance?
So that's OK. It's OK. I have time. So I get my car and I go to the grocery store to get some backup cornstarch. And when I get back to my car, the battery is dead. Okay, by the time I get to school, I'm running way late, and I have no goop. I am officially goop-less, which is not a place you want to be in if you want to win over a classroom full of second graders.
So I rush to the back of the room, and the head teacher's running things, and I'm kind of frantically but carefully mixing the cornstarch and water in my backup Tupperware with my spoon, and it's working. I've got this muck in front of me, right? It's great. and I turn around to get the worksheets out of my backpack, and I turn back around and the spoon is gone.
And I look for a culprit nearby, and there's no students, and I realize, you know, I lift the Tupperware up, and there at the bottom of the goop, through the see-through bottom, is my spoon. So with a sigh, I reach in and take out my spoon, and I'm standing there, hand-dripping goop, frantic, frenzied eyes, you know, looking around the room, and you know what? The kid's...
Freaking loved it, right? When we got the lesson rolling, there were squeals of delight and kids were shouting for their friends, hey, look at this. And there was dried goop dust on hands and pens and desks and my soul. And students were arguing if it was a liquid or a solid.
And there was that one kid who was saying that it was debating that it was a gas, because if you're lucky, there's always that one kid. Only if you're lucky. And I looked around the room and realized that it was full of curiosity and laughter. And I realized that I was laughing too.
I had actually laughed every time something went wrong that morning with the floofy mass, with the spoon spelunking. Maybe I didn't laugh with the car battery. But my point is that... Even though things went spectacularly awry in ways I hadn't even imagined, I was having a darn good time. And I did not feel safe, and I was not in my comfort zones.
And I was most assuredly also frantic and anxious. But it was working. I felt alive. Anyway, that graduation requirement turned into a education minor. And instead of doing brain research the past five years, I've been teaching all around the world. And for every piece of organization and predictability that I've given up in my classrooms, I've welcomed in equal parts adventure and joy.
And that's a ratio I've worked really hard to get right. And I got to say, my students have really taught me a lot about living a better life. Thank you.
That was Gabriel Woods Lamanuzzi. As you heard, Gabe is now a teacher and says, I believe that education should be applicable, empowering, and joyful. To see a picture of Gabriel in his highly organized workspace, with a place for everything and everything in its place, visit themoth.org, where you can also download the story.
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Chapter 8: What reflections do the storytellers offer at the end of the episode?
Does it even exist anymore? For who? What happens when that dream is dashed or deferred? And what happens when the dream is fulfilled? Let's come together and listen to people telling true personal stories of their very own American dreams. Experience The Moth Mainstage live. Find a city near you at themoth.org slash mainstage.
You're listening to the Moth Radio Hour. I'm Jennifer Hickson. In this show, we're sharing stories about how people confront power. Our final story was told by Nimisha Ladva. She told this at a Moth main stage at St. Anne's Church in Brooklyn, New York. Here's Nimisha.
I grew up in England, the daughter of Indian immigrants. The spring that I turn 11, there is violence in Brixton. It's an area of London. Skinheads, police, and dark-skinned people, some who look like me, are clashing. On TV, there are images of things on fire. My father talks to my brother and me and says, there's nothing for us to worry about. We don't live near the violence.
We don't live near any skinheads. And we should just carry on doing what we do and being who we are. So one of the things we are is vegetarian Hindus. So when bugs get into our house, we don't kill them, we take them outside. So that spring, a gigantic wasp gets into the house. The stinger is visible to the naked eye. My mother rolls up a newspaper, asks God for forgiveness.
and then does what she has to do. She hands the weapon to my father. But my dad does not take it. He walks up to the window where the wasp is and with his bare hands cups them around the wasp and walks outside and simply lets it free. Then he turns to me and my brother and says, I'm your father. My job is to put things where they belong, including you two monkeys.
To be honest, my brother and I do not care that we have just been insulted. Because in that moment, we are figuring out that our father, skinny shoulders, thick glasses, Indian accent, that guy, that guy might be badass. So in the neighborhood where we live, we are the only people of color.
We are such an anomaly that there's this one day I'm outside in the front garden, visible to everyone, when a neighbor walks by with a friend and announces, passing my house, here is where the colored family lives.
The kids at school could sometimes be cruel, and when the incidents added up, my father would come to school, talk to the headmistress, and leave with assurances from the grownups that they would seek to make my condition better. Now, that said, I will say that I did have friends at school. For example, there was Deborah.
And I not only liked Deborah, I really liked her little brother Michael as well. And Deborah's mom was a baker. And she would tell me things like things about sponge cake and fruit tarts and shortbread in three flavors and chocolate biscuits. And I'm just amazed. Because in my house, when my mom finds an eggplant at the market, she makes eggplant curry. And that is supposed to be a treat for us.
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