Okay….here’s the scoop
Yesterday after all the brouhaha of my daughter’s incident
with her pinky, we started to settle down for the night. I realized that she
had gone to bed without super, so my wife called her so she could have some
food or worst case scenario, a glass of milk. She was not responding and it was
odd as she just had left for bed; so my wife stood up to see what was going on….!!!...
she was crying! She gave my wife a lame excuse on how her belly ached. We both didn't buy it and after drilling her incessantly, she spilled her guts out…She
was been bullied!!! Not physical, no; but emotionally by a little pipsqueak
who laughed at her when she runs and disturbs her while in class… Needless to
say we brainwashed her into getting tough with this kid and to just ignored her
and defend herself if it happens again. Heck, I even told her to call the kid a
“’ti-cul” French-Quebecquer slang for pipsqueak, bordering on vulgar… small ass….shrimp…My
kid is 6 feet, so I’m pretty sure that almost everybody in that school,
including teachers are all ‘ti-cul compare to her. So I told her I would speak to her teacher so
that this kid is monitored and changed place so she doesn't bother my kid again.
Obviously I told my kid that it was going to be handled quietly so the other
kid doesn't know what happened….now if things persist I might have to send Lily
to set the kid straight….Lily was the name my oldest nephew was called for a
brief time by his mother…..and now the call…
Take care folks!
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