Blog number 407 **** 12 August, 2010
Yesterday I went to the local library and as I entered I heard distressiness coming from a child. Entering the building, I saw a four year old girl squirming on the floor by the door, the obvious mother standing by her. I bent over the child, asking her in my "speaking to a baby" voice, "What's the matter? Are you bored" Wanna go play?" She kinda glared at me and continued with her mechanistic ways, so I left her and went to pick up the books I had on hold. Leaving, I noticed the child was up and doing what children do amongst books, playing happily, the mother still nearby. I quietly asked the mother what the child's problem had been. She said, "She was in timeout."
Oops.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
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