So, that means i'll have more time on the philosophy project, which i need.
On the flight back home, my mom and i went on standby on an earlier flight. we were seperated on the plane, which wasn't a big deal, because we fly very often, but i was in the very very back of the aeroplane, and this mother was sitting infront of me. with two children. one boy and one girl, the boy was say, 7 and the girl 11. or maybe he was 9. i don't know really, i have a hard time guessing ages. the boy was being really annoying, taking his mothers magazine, asking what sixty divided by 7 is--bothering her as much as possible. i expected her to ignore him or scold him, but she was hitting him. it was so weird. it wasn't like, a light like, stop that playful thing, but it was whack stop it. stop it. whack. i didn't know what to do. it's not like i could say anything really, who am i but just the guy sitting behind her in the plane. i could tell there were other people who were noticeing. what do you do? and it got worse and worse. i mean he was doing more and more for attention, and maybe it didn't really hurt, but it seems like a horrible precedent.
so, i've decided, and i've thought this before, but now it's for sure, I hate watching other people parent. it's such a private thing. something that works for you and your kids. it's so painful to watch.
j
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