So I have a confession to make.
Confession is good for the soul, right?
I don’t like the kids in our neighborhood. Lila was out playing with these urchin earlier and the play is rough and the language is bad and in general they are just not “our kind of people.”
Now don’t get me wrong. I am fully and painfully aware of the irony of the situation. 40 years ago people would’ve been moving out of the neighborhood at the very intimation of “coloureds” living next door. The problem with me not loving these children is much deeper, man.
I want to beat them up. But Lila wants to play with them. Out of the mouths of babes, right.
Anyway, I think I’ll go buy some watermelon (wink wink) and some Kool- Aid, bite my tongue and bribe them into being gentle with my child and her stuff.
One response to ““These are the people in your neighboorhood. . .””
I admire your honesty. Good thing the neighbors don’t read your blog.