Cheryl
No Tattling Here; Or: Social Skills
Over the years, I’ve heard a few parents complain about their kids tattling. Then again, I hear news stories in which something horrific happens and people are upset that someone knew beforehand and said nothing. I think the two go hand-in-hand, that one leads to the other, and I’ve never chastised my kids for tattling because of it. I don’t want them to ever think that they should stay quiet if there’s trouble brewing.
I was bullied greatly in school. We moved often, so I was always the new kid in school. I’d lived in other countries and even on a yacht, so I was very different. I was quiet and shy which didn’t help either. In seventh grade, I lived in an area along the Mexican border and my blonde Continue reading No Tattling Here; Or: Social Skills
To the Woman at Target
To the woman at Target:
Perhaps you didn’t notice that I waited for several minutes before asking you to move. Perhaps you didn’t notice that I said please and asked nicely when you blocked the aisle. Perhaps your phone call was really important Continue reading To the Woman at Target