09-19-2017, 06:18 PM
Welcome to reality
Life is not fair even for clowns. There is always someone that is afraid of them. The same for Santa Claus and Father Time. Get over it.
Many generations ago, many of my forefathers fought to make this country safe from the native residents. What about their rights? Then there were the French. "WE" drove them out. The same with the Spanish, the English, Canadians, Mexico, No Irish Need Apply, No Italians Need Apply, Run off the Chinese, Lock the Japanese in camps Blacks ~~~ Then we grew up. According to the Constitution, everyone is equal. There are laws to that effect.
Finally this country realized that it takes everyone to make things work. My daughter had a 4th grade class in California with kids from nineteen different countries. In a multi school competition, that class took more awards than any other class. They all worked together.
While in College, I had a professor that would look for students that disliked each other. He would assign them as work partners. I was about 25 years older than everyone, so I could have one on one talks with the professors. I asked "WHY?" He told me that those that disagree the most, have the most to teach each other.
Now back to the subject at hand. PooPoo Heads and Big Meanies.
When I was in third grade, one day I was playing on the swings. I would get as high as I could, then jump off. Then back on the swing and go again. Along comes the little red haired girl.
Angela... She was watching me, so I went higher than ever to impress her. Then I jumped. She immediately grabbed the swing and just sat there spinning around. That was MY swing! I had it first! I told her I had it first. She called me a PooPoo Head. 
I called her a Big Meany. For the next few minutes we yelled those words at each other. 
Then the bell rang. She hopped off the swing, gave me a big smile, and skipped off.
Not everything is what it appears to be.
Sit back, and ask yourself why this person evokes so much emotion? Can you learn something from them? I felt the fool for over reacting.
50 years later, I still have a thing for red hair girls.
I am still learning. 
Life is not fair even for clowns. There is always someone that is afraid of them. The same for Santa Claus and Father Time. Get over it.
Many generations ago, many of my forefathers fought to make this country safe from the native residents. What about their rights? Then there were the French. "WE" drove them out. The same with the Spanish, the English, Canadians, Mexico, No Irish Need Apply, No Italians Need Apply, Run off the Chinese, Lock the Japanese in camps Blacks ~~~ Then we grew up. According to the Constitution, everyone is equal. There are laws to that effect.
Finally this country realized that it takes everyone to make things work. My daughter had a 4th grade class in California with kids from nineteen different countries. In a multi school competition, that class took more awards than any other class. They all worked together.
While in College, I had a professor that would look for students that disliked each other. He would assign them as work partners. I was about 25 years older than everyone, so I could have one on one talks with the professors. I asked "WHY?" He told me that those that disagree the most, have the most to teach each other.
Now back to the subject at hand. PooPoo Heads and Big Meanies.
When I was in third grade, one day I was playing on the swings. I would get as high as I could, then jump off. Then back on the swing and go again. Along comes the little red haired girl.
Angela... She was watching me, so I went higher than ever to impress her. Then I jumped. She immediately grabbed the swing and just sat there spinning around. That was MY swing! I had it first! I told her I had it first. She called me a PooPoo Head. I called her a Big Meany. For the next few minutes we yelled those words at each other. Then the bell rang. She hopped off the swing, gave me a big smile, and skipped off. Not everything is what it appears to be.
Sit back, and ask yourself why this person evokes so much emotion? Can you learn something from them? I felt the fool for over reacting.
50 years later, I still have a thing for red hair girls.
I am still learning.
Compared to parenting, Cat herding is less complicated
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