04.20.09
escape it, dodge it, make it
earson:
eyeson:
thoughton:
so yesterday i was listening to my child on her walkie-talkie. i copied the idea of the long-distance walkie-talkies from a neighbor of mine, i thought of it as a good way to keep my child safe roaming the nearby streets. i sent her out yesterday in search of playmates and she seemed to find one or two to hang out with .. now, walkie-talkies you purchase at the store seem to use the same frequency, and in this case there were 3 families using the same frequency at once in our neighborhood.
so one of the children started calling mine 'stupid' and 'big mouth' over the airwaves. i listened to this happen a couple of times and said a little something to the little girl who was speaking .. told her to please use kind language in my most politically correct mom voice.
to make a long story short, my child came home a few hours later with skinned knees and hands, sobbing, and devastated.
you know, after all this time .. all these years .. and i was hoping, and i've been trying .. but i'm so afraid that i still passed along the same fate to my child, she still is becoming what i've spent 7 years hoping she wouldn't become. now i hold out hope that all of this is just childish drama, but this isn't the first time she's been tortured by the local kids.
and you know what broke my heart the most? .. that there were parents, other parents listening to what was happening. and nobody said a word but me. i'm so fucking sad today.
written at 8:20 a.m.
