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Nov 25, 2017 01:03

call to heel

my six year old boy
pulled a fire alarm and
sobbed “i pulled it,
i pulled it, they don’t
have to come”

i held his shoulders as
the fire truck pulled up
and they asked if i was
his father

“my” six year old boy
“my parents” are what i call
their parents

the next day someone at the school said
that i didn’t take the situation seriously enough.

i decided to call the fire department
and have someone come in and speak to the kids about the danger
since apparently my words were not enough.
i called them while standing on the balls of my feet.

the truth is, i know why they think i am too lenient.
i don’t believe in discipline.
i talked to his parents. i talked to him. i made all the consequences clear
and never once seemed angry, outraged or even frustrated.

calm. cold.

they see me as an unmoving, irrational force-
bent only on having fun and never reprimanding
the little ones.

but the truth is that
they made me stand on the balls of my feet.
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