I just saw something that made my stomach turn inside out. On my way home from Ortho appointments this afternoon middle school was letting out, the same middle school that I chose not to put my kids in right down the road from our home. We don't have busing in our district so these kids for the most part walk home, which means as school is getting out, there are kids everywhere. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a commotion, and turned to see what it was. There was a group of kids surrounding 2 others having the most intense fist fight I have ever seen in my life. I wanted to throw up, as they were certainly landing punches to the head, and not one of the other kids did a thing to stop it. Even worse though, was that the group of kids standing and watching were most definitely rooting for just one of the kids fighting, and the other...well lets just say he wasn't the same ethnicity as the group or other kid throwing the punches. There was no one there to support him.
This is the reason I chose not to put my kids there, they would have been the minority by an almost 85/15 ratio, with us being on the lower end...I was not comfortable with that, not to mention that my son is an easy target. He is quiet, shy, and very, very small for his age. These kids that were fighting are much larger than him. My little guy is going to be 13 in 8 weeks, and weighs a whopping 70lbs with his clothes on and stands at a meager 4ft 9. Most people think he is 8 when they see him. I know these things don't happen everyday, but once is more than enough, and I would rather my kids not be a part of that.
I cannot describe how disgusted I feel. Had I not been pregnant I would have stopped the car and done something. I'm sure they wouldn't have cared had I stopped and done something...but, now I wish I would have at least called police to get it stopped.
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mommy blogger. As a mother that has suffered the loss of multiple children while becoming a mother of the bride to our oldest, raising 2 young adults, an 8 year old preemie and a 6 year old tornado, I have a lot to share. I can't guarantee you will agree with everything I say, but I think you may just enjoy it. This is our life, the good, bad and ugly.
