|Lucas been dealing with those red-heads for many years now|
At the beginning of the year he told me about a girl who's hair was "golden-strawberry"- his words not mine. He was excited when he went to her birthday party. Not only did she have red hair but she almost matched him in height. The school year went on and I didn't hear much more about this girl.
Fast forward to a few weeks ago when my parents were visiting. My mom was talking with Lucas about how next year maybe he would be in the same class as some of his friends again.
Lucas: "I hope not- XXX though. She drives me crazy!"
Me: "What, what happened?" I asked overhearing.
Lucas: "She always follows me around- she bugs me!"
Me: "She probably just likes you."
Last week I was at Lucas school for the awards assembly- after it we could go meet our kids outback and take pictures. This girl came up to Lucas. "Hi Lucas!" she happily said at which point Lucas started to walk away.
"Lucas, be nice" I hissed.
"Hi XXX" he said.
"Hi! Oh look, I didn't know you had a little brother. And look at your sister" XXX said touching Alex's hair, "we have the same color hair. Isn't that so cool that we are the same."
Oh, this girl had it bad. Then I was suddenly drawn into the past, when I was in elementary school in third grade.
One of the boys in class, I will call him D said he was going to tell who he liked. He wrote a letter on each of his fingers representing a different girl. One was the letter E. He then did eeny, meeny, miny, moe, eliminating one finger at a time. My heart skipped a beat as I saw my E was still there. And then it happened, another finger went down and only my E remained. I am sure I blushed secretly thrilled it was me- but that happiness had to remain a secret as D wasn't a boy that you should be happy if he liked you. There wasn't anything obviously wrong with him- he just wasn't "cool". So if I was happy that he liked me and heaven forbid like him back then I must not be cool either.
I looked at XXX smiling and talking to Lucas as he remained polite talking while his eyes looked for a way to escape; and I knew- it had already begun. XXX wasn't cool enough.
My heart broke a little- a little for her, a little for Lucas, and a for every little kid that had to grow up. My heart broke for the day when kids can't just play with anyone, the days where kids tease other kids and say you can't be their friend. It inevitably happens and I don't know how to stop it.
I just know how to teach my kids to try and be kind to everyone even if they are not "cool"- that doesn't mean they have to like them back-but they always have to be nice and treat them with respect and kindness. This is what I teach and just hope for the best.
Don't forget to come back tomorrow for Proud Mommy Moments- your chance to brag about your kids or talk about those things that made you "proud" totally embarrassed you but hey, it makes good blog material.