Dear Teenager: You think i'm embarrassing at the bus stop? Just wait until I show up at school!

Over the weekend I purchased a blue and white sweater for the youngest of my brood {Ashley Vanique-- 8 years old-- 3rd grade}. The sweater is rather unisex I must admit, and when the oldest of the clan {Jermaine Trevon-- 14 years old-- 9th grade} tried it on, it fit. No big surprise. He's a little guy. Still, the sweater belongs to his little sister. So this a.m before she leaves for school she is in a frenzy. She's prepared with the exception that she cannot find her new sweater. Chimes in the middle child {Kailyn Elise-- 10 years-- 5th grade} "Tre wore it school." And i'm thinking... "Oh no he didn't!" Checking the time, I know it's too late to catch him at the bus stop... again. So I opt instead for the 'big kid' zone. Yep, you guessed it, High School. Ashley and I had to wait for the mass of hormone raging youngsters to clear out before we could make our way to Administration. Once there, we were greeted warmly by one of Trevon's teachers; she gave me his EXACT location. I rap ever so lightly upon the door. Exits Mrs. Erman. "Is Jermaine in your class?" -- "Why yes he is." Mrs. Erman exclaims, surprised. Enter THE MOM!! dunh dunh dunh <---- scary score... Anywho. I announce ever so polite but loud enough for the 20+ students to hear, "Your sister needs her sweater!" . Oh the horror on the face of the freshman, surrounded by peers, freshman-sophmores-juniors-even a few seniors {BIOLOGY 101} Shamed faced he obliges. The teacher then commences to step out of her class to give me a brief update: "Jermaine knows the material but he's getting comfortable; he's slacking." Say no more Mrs Teacher Lady! Enter THE MOM!! dunh dunh dunh----> an even more scarier scene. So I announce ever so polite but loud enough for the 20+ students to hear once more, "Handle your business in this class today and everyday, or your classmates will be making room for me in the lab, okay? You got that? Are we good?" A host of 'yes mam's followed. Now another situation looms ahead, the matter of his slacking will be addressed in length but that's another post. For the moment i'm content at my public appearance, and Ashley is rather taken with the whole scene. Icing on the cake? She delegated his punishment: Dish duty for a week, starting today.

Katandra Shanel Jackson Taylor ©2011
Author of 'The Diary of A Bride To Be Book 1'
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