“You hold it like a pencil, Uncle Spencer, like this!” Henry demonstrated where to put his fingers on the chopsticks to his frustrated godfather beside him.
“That’s exactly the problem, Henry, it’s like eating with two number two pencils. It’s completely counterintuitive!” Spencer said, as one of the chopsticks he was struggling to hold fell back to the table with a clink.
“What’s cow-two-knee-tive?” Henry asked, picking up a sushi roll with his chopsticks and plopping it into his mouth with ease.
“It means no matter how many PhD’s Uncle Spencer has, you can still hold chopsticks better than him,” Henry’s mother, J.J., laughed as one of Spencer’s chopsticks flopped into his tea cup with a tiny splash.
“Here, Uncle Spencer, I’ll feed you!” Henry picked up the avocado, cucumber, and smoked salmon roll and held it as high as his arm could reach.
Ignoring J.J.’s stifled laughs, Spencer bent down to eat Henry’s offered-sushi roll. “Mmm, delicious. Who needs to hold chopsticks when I’ve got Henry?”
© Jade M. Wong
Written for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers.
Inspired by a scene in Season 1 of Criminal Minds where it’s revealed that Spencer Reid, the boy genius, cannot use chopsticks and I’ve found that tidbit hilarious and endearing. I’ve included the scene below, for anyone interested!