OK...I'm not sure where to begin on this one. I'm pretty sure that some people are gonna get pissed off and that's OK. I don't write this blog to make friends. I write it to get things off my chest. (It's a good thing I don't do this as often as I get irritated).
This weekend was the beginning of Warrior Football. I love Warrior Football. I love it when it gets chilly out. I love to watch my daughter on the sidelines hanging onto the water bottles and engaging into the game. I love sitting next to my husband (Shane...you all know him by now) and people watch. We don't just watch the people, we watch their reaction towards us. It's stunning. Here is my problem.....don't I usually have one?
As I was making my way to the sidelines (at half-time) to help our eldest put ice in the cooler (everyone else had left to do 'whatever',) a child approximately 11 or 12 waves at me. Now, we were about 8-10 feet from each other. I wave back (because that's the polite thing to do). This boy proceeds to say to me in one of shittiest tones I've heard from the mouth of a young boy "I don't know you". So what do I do? What do you think I did? Well, I proceeded to tell this child "don't wave at me then". Response "I don't know you". Again "don't wave at me". With that being said....the mom stare had reared it's ugly head. I locked eyes with a young boy to let him know that his attitude was not only rude, but completely unacceptable. I could feel how uncomfortable he was as his friends looked on. One of them actually spoke up and said, "hey aren't you blah blah blah?" and broke the concentration of me and 'the boy'. I said "Yes.....turned back to the boy "Don't wave at me". I waited for a parent to say something to me. Nothing. I don't even know if any other adult even noticed what had transpired in the 90 seconds but I have to tell you....it is something that will stick with me.
I lowered my self to staring down a child that I didn't even know. I know that all of our children do things that we don't know anything about. Sometimes it's a big deal, most of the time, it is not. I HOPE and PRAY that if my child decides to act like a complete jerk...someone will inform me. Tell me what he or she did. My problem is this, most parents don't care. They really don't care. It is no mystery to me why kids act this way these days. There are no consequences from parents. NOTHING. When you became a parent, you took on the responsibility of teaching them, guiding them, disciplining them. You can't just throw an ipad, DS, Smartphone at them and tell them to go away and expect them to behave appropriately (there isn't an app for that) I'm sure the fat tattooed lady had it coming. I say this because I feel your stares. I hear what you say. I notice your uncomfortableness towards me. Look. If you want to be afraid of my tattoos....OK. I know that a goose, cross, hurricane lamp that reads "let it shine", tree, icthus, praying hands, etc....can be super scary but come on. If you're going to be scared, at least teach your child to be scared too so I don't have to have a 'stare down' with him in the middle of a football game.
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