Posted on: 20 Sep 2007
I’m sorry?!?!?!?!?!?
Today I am left feeling sad and angry, due to a routine trip that Vivian and I often take to Rerun, Cafe’ Destino, the library, and Wild Oats. We went to Rerun, our neighborhood thrift shop, we each found our little treasures that we couldn’t live without. Vivian found a few buttons with great little political slogans, the kids found a package each of ice cream cone shaped side walk chalk, and I found a cute little wall plaque that is also a coat hanger to hang on a wall in the kids bedroom. After that we headed to Cafe’ Destino, we ordered our usual cup of soup and a little tea pot of hot tea, we shared a moment laughing at Ethan and Briana sharing a cute little hug and kiss. Then we headed to the library, as we were walking past Wild Oats I ran into one of the moms from Williams class, she stopped me with a “hi, your William’s mom”. We exchanged names and talked of the weather, then she proceeded to question me on how William is adjusting with school, I ensured her that he was doing quite well and is in fact happy and enjoying school very much. She comments that he is a bit smaller then the other kids and asked “how is he handling that“? I said yes he is smaller but he is fine and not much effected, and I told her we did not feel like we should hold him back because of this. I explained that I notice that other kids are quick to push him out of the way and I said that I believed he would toughen up. She was quick to say that her son was probably one of the kids that was one of those kids pushing him out of the way, as if her kid is in the norm. Anyway, I hurried the small talk and went on my way. I was left feeling that this mom was very rude and insensitive. Why is it easier to bully and hate then to love and support. Who is she to make her comments to me not with care or concern for William but with a nosy agenda.
Here’s where I have peace, William is a great kid with the love of God and the love of his parents. He may have his feelings hurt at times but he will come out on top.
What else can I say?
seriously, I was there, and this lady was like friggin Goliath or Paul Bunyan huge, and she was just standing there like a dipsh*t with a blank stare, pressing Misty for some answer or tidbit of juicy information about her “small” son– poor Misty was trying to be polite (I would NOT have been so kind, to say the least) while this lady stood in our path to the library so as to block off our chance of escape until she decided she had enough of an explanation about William — just standing there, all ginormously towering, waiting for some satisfying answer. How could some one NOT know how rude that is? Socially inept or not, your a bully by your mannerisms and if your son is pushing smaller people off the playground, THE APPLE DOESN’T FALL FAR FROM THE F*’N TREE!