My Mommy is a Robot

My mommy is a robot and she’s with me every day. She’s always inside this little screen my daddy bought for me. Whenever I get home from school and dad gets home from office; he would press a button, enter a word, and POOF! Would come my mommy smiling at me.

Yes, she is a robot but she has eyes and a nose and a mouth just like your mommy does. But she doesn’t have hands or knees or feet. Sometimes she does when she moves around the screen like the people in TV. But it’s okay if she is just a face because I can talk to her and she can talk to me.

Do you know what a robot is? My mommy is a robot but she wasn’t always one. She used to be a person too. A real live mommy who can hug me, and kiss me, and tuck me in at night. But then she disappeared one day; I don’t know where she went. So my father bought this screen for me and she appeared again.

Sometimes it worries me because it’s always raining inside her screen. Mommy says it’s static. Is that robot-speak for rain?

When it’s night time here, it’s daytime in her screen. And when it’s daytime here, it’s nighttime in her screen.

Sometimes it worries me because they have ice-rains where she is and it covers her world with ice. I wonder if robots ever feel cold like people do. My mommy says it’s okay because she has a heater.

“I never forget to turn on my heater” she said. But every night, I drape a blanket over her just to be sure.

Sometimes it worries me because I can’t bring her to school. My classmates don’t believe that my mommy is a robot. They say robots can’t be mommies and mommies can’t be robots.

So I went to my teacher and asked her if I can bring robot mom to school. But she just smiled at me and said, “You know robots aren’t allowed in school.”

“But moms are allowed” I told her.

“Just this once, then” Teacher said. “But you have to ask permission from your daddy first because robot mommies are really hard to carry around.”

I went to daddy and asked him if I can bring mommy to school. But he just smiled at me and said
“It’s too big to bring around school, baby. And your school has no internet.”

So I went to mommy and asked her if she can give my school an internet. Maybe robots can give internets to school.

“Oh no, baby girl, I can’t do that” mommy said. “But I won’t be a robot forever, you know. Soon I will come home and I would be able to hug you and kiss you and tuck you in at night. And then I can meet your classmates too. Hey, maybe I’ll come back this Christmas!”

Oh I can’t wait until Christmas! A robot mom who can turn into a real live one too! Moms like that are very hard to find. I must be lucky because my mommy is a robot but she’s not just a robot, she can be a real live mommy too.

Many thanks to Migi de Belen.