Smooth Fingers Revisited

Anyone in the mood for a sequel?? Where were we?? Oh yes, it was the best of times, it was the worst of times.....

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So needless to say, there are three weeks left in the careers of the first graders at Do Nothing About It public school located somewhere in the South Land. Summer parties are being planned. Parent helpers are more involved than they'd ever been in an attempt to make up for the whole year they've let pass by without participation. Chicken pox is being spread faster than the Southern California wildfires.

That's right, chicken pox. The disease God created to teach children not to have unprotected sex by hinting what might be in store for them on a smaller scale. The little red blisters that show up all over your body in the matter of hours, that itch worse than your right arm a year into wearing a cast. And for me, even worse than that since I had them as a junior in high school. I had them down my throat and on my tongue. But thank the good Lord I had them when I did. Because remember those parents that ignore their children's existence but excuse every action, right or wrong, because they're guilty?? Yes, THOSE parents yet again ignored their poor, innocent six year old and sent her to school with apparent day old chicken pox.

Who cares that the majority of the kids in the same grade and the one beneath probably have never had this disease, and now are all at risk of bed rest with tiny karate gloves on. Forget about all the young teachers who participated in the recent baby boom, and who will more than likely bring this disease home to their own newborns. And don't even bat an eyelash at those same children who attend day care with even more young ones who don't even know what a chicken is, let alone their pox!!

Well, apparently not these parents. Smooth Fingers was allowed to attend class even though, as the bell rang to line up for class just before the three foot nothings put their hands over their hearts and stood towards the flag, she had 65 easily 12 hour old chicken pox all over her body. But dad didn't notice over his newspaper at breakfast. Mom must have been too busy making lunch and cutting the sandwich into little heart shapes...

Nope, folks, neither nominee makes it to reality. Mom works 4 hours a day, in probably the most unappealing, unrewarding job known to mankind. And dad is too busy staying too busy to be responsible for the family he tries to forget everyday. They chose not to look at their baby. They chose not to care, not only about their own child, but also the hundreds of children they potentially contaminated. And this includes my 6 month old, her 9 month old cousin and her 3 year old cousin. This includes one of the faculty's 4 month old who just had open heart surgery. So now this not-so-important outbreak could very easily be the cause of death for a handful of kids it could reach. But we don't want the vienna sausage story out!!! Oh please don't let the other parents know about a six year old discovering his weener!! Yeah, okay.

So, in my opinion, not only should social services be called, a certain principal should also loose their job. This child should not have been in class in Do Nothing About It school this day she possibly killed a newborn. She should have been expelled for the Three Strikes rule. Oh, wait. Apparently, we don't start teaching people not to keep committing the same wrong-doings until they're over 18 and are able to spend life in prison without missing class. Makes a lot of sense. But no need to worry. Smooth Fingers is well on her way. She was over-heard telling another child that they should just kill their parents, and that if they didn't know how, she did, and would help them. A first grader. I'm sure there's nothing wrong at home. It's probably her imagination leading her vocabulary astray. And this definitely doesn't measure up to the extreme of pulling your weener out in front of class and having another child barely bite it. Nah, let's just brush it under the rug.

So if your child happens to get chicken pox this summer, the question remains, which came first?? The chicken or the social services agent?? Hopefully the agent.