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Friday, December 02, 2005 

Suffer the children

There's lots of shit going on in the world to make a person fume. Plenty of injustice and horror everywhere, every minute, every second.

Last night, on the way home I witnessed one right in front of me.

I was in the car at a signal light, waiting my turn when I saw a mother and her two daughters waiting for their turn to use the crosswalk. Work has been going on at this particular intersection for a while and it's finished for the most part but the crosswalks need to be repainted.

The mother looked to be in her mid to late 40's and the girls were 8ish and maybe 4. The older girl was carrying bags of something, possibly groceries. The mom was also carrying one similar bag in one hand. The other hand looked to be free.

The little toddler girl -- honestly, 4 years old is pushing it -- was holding a big book out in front of her.

So they start to cross and the older girl has her head down, like her only care is to get to the other side of the street. The mother starts to make her way across and calls to the toddler to get in front of her. The little girl warbles off the sidewalk and quickly walks ahead of her mother, but I could tell she wasn't really sure where she was supposed to go. Then, she takes
a few more steps, and she's nearly heading for the middle of this VERY BUSY INTERSECTION! Her mother yells at her, "Nuh uh...THIS way!" So she starts to head back in the general direction of her mother's voice but she didn't know that cars were mere feet from her!

The mother makes no effort to have the little girl walk right by her, she does not take ahold of her hand or clamp on to her little head or GRAB ahold of any part of her body that would shepherd her SAFELY across the street. Miraculously, she gets to the other side.

When the mother was walking past my car, her free hand was illuminated by the headlights. She had a cigarette between her fingers. She carried her hand all jutted out at a right angle, away from her body as if she was afraid it was going to get damaged.

When for the love of GOD is a cigarette MORE important that the safety and well-being of a child? WHEN?? A child who isn't capable of knowing that's she's supposed to follow her older sister or stay by her mother, is left to fend for herself for the sake of a cancer stick.

Isn't it great to know that she's got people looking out for her at such a young age? I bet she gets to breathe plenty of fresh, second-hand smoke too!