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Yesterday's battle debrief, and waxing pissed-offed about whitey.
May 2, 2006
The more I think about yesterday's power struggle with Monk, the more I am convinced that it was, either consciously or unconsciously on Monk's part, a test that I passed.
Today has been so mellow, and the boys have both been terrifically happy. Not fearful. We've gotten through the day without any real conflict...and we've looked back on yesterday with some ideas and plans for how we can better handle situations where one of us feels like a reasonable goal has been set and the other feels...differently about it.
In other words, it has been a good day. And all of the anxiety and fear I felt yesterday about being the worst parent on the face of the planet have been disproven AND...I don't know, I really think Monk was desperate for me to define a limit and hold fast to that limit calmly but tenaciously. And I did. And I am relieved to say that he almost seems thankful for that. He even let me kiss him today. We have come to a compromise that he will allow me to hug and kiss him, as long as he can "wipe my kisses on his butt."
Ah, well. You take what you can get.
In other news, Coley has a new friend he is trying to impress with his eruditeness (is that a word? eruditity? hahahahaha. I suppose I could look it up, but it's more fun to fuck up a derivative of erudite in the name of irony.) His friend is a 12-year old girl who claims she would rather hang out with Coley than anyone else on the playground at park day because he is the only one who has an imagination. I think it is the cutest little friendship in the entire world. Today, Coley got a book called Dragonology from the book store, and he's all excited to bring the book to her house so he can impress her. He walked around all day today, cradling the book reverently. To overuse a phrase, it is the cutest thing in the entire world to see his little 5-year old self walking around with an enormous book under his arm. All he needs is a pair of glasses, and he would be the spitting image of his egghead brother.
And I mean that in a good way! Long live eggheads!
Speaking of eggheads, the eggheaded clerk at the bookstore today INSISTED that we get Lightning Thief because it is, in his opinion THE BEST BOOK EVER WRITTEN. What can I say? I'm a sucker. We are going to start reading it tomorrow. Monk has me all hooked on the Pendragon series, too (note: It is after 1 AM, and Monk is up in his room reading his newest Pendragon book. He will not go to bed...and I can't bring myself to force him. I guess the author is going to be at Book People in a couple of weeks. Monk is already planning out what he is going to say to him. Some kind of greeting from one of the Travelers.) And we also picked up a compendium of Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy books. I think all five in one volume. It was totally a nerd family shopping expedition.
So, yeah. I guess it was a good day, even though Monk refused to participate in any demonstrations today. I need to read up on all of the happenings tomorrow. I should add that there are a bunch of rumors flying around Austin that immigration officials are patrolling local grocery stores and public schools looking to pick random people up and deport them. I talked this over with some people on Saturday and even though they thought it was probably just a rumor, they have friends and relatives who are not legal who are refusing to leave their houses because, really...you don't know whether or not it is a rumor until someone actually gets taken in. It's fucked up. The climate here is really messed up. The sizes of the classes where I work have dwindled noticeably and I think it is because of this bullshit, and it's really pissing me off.
You know, I really love my job. I work with people who are motivated and dedicated to furthering their education, and it is always so nice to come to work every day and see people who are eager to learn in our classes. Even though our classes are free, I never have the sense that we are providing people with a handout, because the people who take the classes have to devote their time and energy to being there every day. And, for a vast majority of the folks who take classes with us, this is a significant challenge between working or taking care of their families or both. Not to mention those that have to take the bus, those who are senior citizens, and those who have physical or mental challenges, real or falsely diagnosed, to work with.
It's for this reason that a certain racial demographic really pisses me off & makes me ashamed to be one of them. It has never been so fucking obvious that white people are just a bunch of whining, entitled jerks than it has since I have had this job. I don't want to get specific, but I am just tired of it. I mean, we are now living in a country where a segment of the population has to fucking FEAR GOING TO THE FUCKING GROCERY STORE, not to mention coming to our classes, due to immigration backlash, and I actually have white people whining to me about how they are not sure they feel safe coming to our FREE classes in what they perceive to be a "bad" neighborhood.
I have a hint for you, whitey. DON'T COME. How's that for reassurance? If you are scared to drive your SUV to a public fucking school in the evening and walk 50 yards to where you will spend a few hours getting free training that you can already afford to pay for anyway, don't waste my time or the time of the other students who attend our classes. And don't expect me to sympathize, either. I fucking WORK in this community and I CARE about the people here. I'm not going to nod knowingly when you tell me about your unfounded fears. Fuck you.
Sorry. I'm just feeling a bit more displeased than usual with the white race this week. Which, to actually attempt to tie the first part of this post in with the second, is yet another reason why I don't want my son to grow up thinking he's entitled to have the rest of the fucking world clean up his messes for him.
Damnit.
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Afraid to go to the grocery store? Really?!
Have you read Inkheart and Inkspell? I think your kids might like them.