School has been back in session for exactly one week and boy do i have tales to tell. I know i have bitched and moaned before about the “mommy mafia” on the playground and some of you may not believe these stories or feel they have been embellished. Well let me tell you ladies that I have made a conscious effort this year to not get involved in school politics: No PTA for me this year, no nothing…just pick my kid up and go. These tales were told to me from other moms who have yet to “let go” and still find themselves among the “momsters” who socialize on the playground while their offspring run through the playground hitting other kids with big sticks.
Tale 1: A horse can’t change it’s colors (or something like that)
So remember the crazy bitch i use to talk about last year…the one who was suing everyone (the PTA, Principal, soccer organization, etc….)….well she’s back and nuttier than ever. According to my sources (very reliable) she was spotted at the fish counter at Shaw’s on Sunday where she filled this one mother in on her comings and goings now that her eldest daughter is in Jr. High. Supposedly she has had to request a meeting with the Principal and write several correspondence (to whom I don’t know) regarding her daughter (picture Linda Blair in the Exorcist at 12 years old) who is being “bullied” by the 8th graders on the bus who do not allow 7th graders to sit in the back of the bus. So she goes on and on about the injustice her daughter is battling (without mentioning the fact that her little preciousness may have been talking smack herself….she did tell another mother to go “fuck herself” last year.) She then compares her daughter to Rosa Parks and talks about integration/segregation/Dr. Martin Luther King. She then explains that she invited all these 8th graders to her house to give them the Rosa Parks speech and she thinks things will be better now. Holy crap….ya think lady????? You have definately assured that your daughter will never get to the back of that bus (and they will probably make her drink from a different bubbler as well). She of course is talking lawsuits…school, busing company, 8th graders, 8th graders parents. She keeps the law offices of “SUE U SUE ME” in business. Good luck with her on this venture.
Tale 2: I Am The Best (My Mom Said So)
By now you know how i feel about “mompetition” It sucks to teach your kid to be a good sport, a good loser, a gracious winner, humble and grounded. So this is how i try to raise my son ….and i’m the first to admit that i’m not always successful and he definately has a competitive streak in him…but he is not a “bragger” or showoff and i appreciate that about him. So this one kid who is the class bragger has conveniently never been in my son’s class. But i have heard the horror stories from other moms. This kid ranks the kids in his class according to intelligence level (he is always number 1)…is the star baseball player, basketball player, can hula hoop like there’s no tomorrow and wears his hair long and shaggy so the girls swoon over him. To adults and teachers he appears to be the perfect child. And to back his accomplishments up is his mother….his biggest fan and his agent (she probably only gets 10% but with all his accomplisments she could be a rich woman). To the kids he is nothing but a bragging over confident jerk who has a following of minions that consist of the weak and fragile. The followers would never question whether he is the best at anything….they just nod their heads and shake their shaggy hair (in homage to him). So Danny has never cared for the kid and never felt he needed to compete with him. This year however the kid decides to play soccer and those of you who know my son know that soccer is his great love. Honestly, Danny is a good soccer player. He is no David Beckham but he holds his own and has been playing for 7 years now. He plays recreational, competitive and indoor soccer so he plays about 10 months out of the year. He also goes to soccer camp for a couple of weeks each summer and has his referee license so is able to ref games. Basically he knows his soccer inside and out and he loves to play. So yesterday he is on the field with his soccer ball (as he usually is) and he forms a team and the other kid (let’s call him Dick) forms a team. The first goal Danny scores on the other team is followed by “What the fuck Danny, what the fuck”…from Dick of course. Danny said, “I got a goal”…the kids starts to argue that he was “off sides” and it didn’t count. Keep in mind there are like 3-4 kids on each team so off sides is not really an option. Basically Dick doesn’t like to lose…at anything. So Danny, tired of listening to this kids rants, picks up his ball and leaves. Dick pulls out a new ball and claims himself to be “King of the soccer field”….pulling in his minions and continuing to play the game. So i thought alot last night about how i should handle this…i certainly don’t want Danny to be banned from playing his beloved soccer just because he chooses not to be a follower of Dick but i think a lesson can be learned here. So I told Danny to bring a soccer ball again today and see ahead of time who wants to play. Maybe he’ll get one or two kids but i told him that after awhile (and it may take weeks, even months) that the other kids would want to play with someone who is fair and knows the rules of the game…even though i know that Dick’s minions are pretty loyal and not strong enough to think for themselves but i figured it was good advice. Then i told Danny to stick up for himself and “call the kid out” so to speak….I said that the next time Dick started screaming “WTF, WTF” that Danny should say, “Why are you so angry? Why can’t you just accept the fact that sometimes you lose and you aren’t great at everything?” Now I know my son and doubt that he will say these things but I gave him the tools and hope he uses them. Dick of course will never learn these lessons because his mother and father just keep promoting him and never teach him the value of losing….he’s in for a real shock when he fails his first test, has his heart broken or doesn’t get in to the college he wants. It sucks to peak in elementary school….there’s no where to go but down.
Tale 3 – This is a sad but true story
I live in the community that lost a little girl a week and a half ago. She was a three year old girl that got hit by a car in Cranston. Her sisters go to our school and the whole story was just so tragic it brought tears to the eyes of anyone who heard the story. So with that said let me tell you about this woman who i have detested from the minute i met her. She is an angry, hostile individual who suffers from “entitlement” issues that allow her to think the world revolves around her and her children. She divorced last year and expected the communtity to come together and support her…when that didn’t happen she became angrier and angrier…her children are angry and she has a vicious angry dog. It’s all very sad (and angry!). She may have known this family as i did (in passing, on the playground) but her children are not the ages of these kids and i have it from a very reliable source that she did not socialize with them….YET she posts things on FB (i am not lucky enough to be her friend) suggesting that she is mourning the loss of her BEST FRIENDS child and she is trying to get sympathy from this tragedy that has absolutely nothing to do with her…..We all know these people…the one uppers, the embellishers, the self centered ones who jump on any bandwagon they can find to use it for their self serving purposes. The whole story is so sad that i do not want to even talk about it anymore. But on a lighter note, my husband saw this woman at the soccer field on Saturday and shortly after she strutted by him, she fell face first into a ditch. Didn’t someone out there say that Karma was a bitch????
That’s all i have for now people…thanks for letting me vent and blog (if that is what this was). If you enjoyed what you just read please let me know…if not, keep your opinion to yourself (i’m not ready for that kind of criticism). Thanks.
Nancy
