When did Imy daughter's school tonight and was greeted by an unfamiliar face. She was sitting on the floor with 2 kids on her lap and was teaching them about the importance of cleaning up after themselves. I see my little one listening to her and cleaning up her mess. Instead of thinking I really like her, I overlooked all the positives and immediately judged her because she has 2 lip rings, black hair and a skatish looking outfit.
As we walked to the car I ask "how do you like your new teacher?", "she nice", "oh, that's good." Why had a jumped to the conclusion that she was unfit to watch my child? What right do I have to judge without any other reason than her appearance. Which I should add, I had, oh wait still have a facial piercing of my own.
This really bothered me, I don't want to become that person as I age. I hope to make my judgments with reasons, reasons better than she has a lip piercing. I'm going out tomorrow and getting some kick ass tattoo just to try and maintain the cool, hip chick I thought I was.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Who am I to judge?
Thoughts by Reba at 8:28 PM
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I can give you the number to my tattoo artist :)
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