Yesterday afternoon we were sitting in the playground with our daughter’s teacher whose child was playing with ours. I got a very good impression of her. She remarked on how sweet and kind our daughter always is as Deborah went around the playground offering all the other children pineapple pieces.
Later my wife remarked how good the teacher is and I asked: Yes but if she were a Freak what could we do?
My wife said we have to teach Debbie to be on guard against Freaks.
It is a sick world when you look at a sweet, kind and innocent child and worry that she is too sweet and kind because there will always be a Freak looking to use that for abuse.
I grew up in the 80s. Things seemed so simple and easy. Now everything is so dark and serious. Sometimes we have to actually stop ourselves and make a real effort to lighten up and be silly.