Friday, October 07, 2005

The feather

I arrive at the school just in time to get my sweet little Mina. Only today, not so sweet. There was something wrong, terribly wrong. I meet her on the sidewalk just outside the building, and asked her how her day was. That was it. She bursts into tears. Tears is an understatement, it was absolute hysteria. So much so that I had no idea what she was saying. (and I have been translating for these kids for years now)

I tried comforting her right there on the sidewalk, but it wasn't working. My Motherly magic was failing me and I was getting nervous. Finally, I hear "she has my feather." So now, I have words but not the first clue what she was talking about. "What feather?" "Mommy, I found a feather on the playground and Amber took it." I asked her plainly, "did she just take it away from you?" It turns out, Mina was showing her friend the feather and she decided to keep it as her own. (man, a coffee cup flashback) Well Mina was beside herself. I tried to explain that perhaps Amber didn't have any feathers to find at her house. ( like she lived on Mars or something) I also reminded her of all the ones she found over the summer. That had absolutely no impact either. Mina looked at me like "woman, are you NOT hearing what I'm saying to you?" Obviously she wanted THAT feather and no other.

Now, in the car she was a bit side tracked with Salena. Thank goodness. We were off to have fun for the rest of the afternoon. I think the whole feather thing is behind us, but I was wrong. How incredibly foolish of me. Really, what was I thinking? From the back seat Mina makes the announcement that she no longer knows Amber. That she made it very clear to her that she could expect to no longer have any help on the swings. Along with leaving her friend that she no longer knew to fend for herself on the swings, she told us that her hair was in an ugly looking bun.(she then admitted that her hair was actually down) Man, she was raggin' on the chicks hair. What is THAT? To top the whole thing off she says "Mommy, you know that feathers die, Amber's feather is going to DIIIEEEEE!!!!" (I think she was thinking they were like flowers) The tone in her voice was incredible, like she had a forked tongue. I had to laugh. Although, not out loud of course because I was getting ready scold her. It was so unlike her to be so "not nice" that I found it a bit humorous. I did explain that, although it didn't seem fair her feather wasn't returned, it wasn't nice to speak that way about someone. She agreed. However, I do see that in the future I'm going to have to keep her little fangs filed.

How did she now to cut on the little girls hair? Are we born knowing that the hair is the point of attack/target for any girl? Boys use their hands and girls use their mouths. I suppose that is just the law of the jungle.


"The world is a playground, and life is pushing my swing"

-Natalie Kocsis

12 Comments:

Blogger momma of 2 said...

I think Girls just "know" what to attack, and how to do it. Wow - I hope she finds a new feather, I'm thinking Amber thought that she gave it to her. But I could be wrong.

8:17 PM  
Blogger The Daily Rant said...

Hair is one's crowning glory, therefore, the first logical thing to attack. If you have bad hair, who cares about anything else...including your feather?? lol

8:31 PM  
Blogger jazeGma2 said...

Leave it to the children and you will get streight from the heart with great humor!

Love this post it really had me Lol.

8:44 PM  
Blogger Heather said...

LOL Oh that really is just too funny! "her hair was in an ugly looking bun" oh that really is just classic. The gems my daughter comes home with from school.. Ive actually had to use the:

"mommy has to go potty for a minute.. but when Im done.. you are in BIG trouble!"

I think the hair thing is instinctive. My daughter defines her friends by their hair. You know Caitlyn with the pretty blonde hair? or Kimberly the one with the stringy brown hair...

They have to learn it from us.. but then I think do I really describe the ppl I know by their hair? LOL

10:59 PM  
Blogger Marel Lecone said...

That is too much--poor girl. :)Amber is in such trouble. :) I'm sure it will clear up soon, though. I'm liking the quote at the end too. Talk to you later.

12:02 AM  
Blogger vani said...

oh man, i had to go through this drama almost every day when my oldest was in daycare...and every day something happened to where my daughter would write off one of her friends..it was like baby catfighting! lol. it defintly has something to do with the female species..lol :) have a good weekend!

9:58 AM  
Blogger ***Double_Oh_No*** said...

Whew--this must be why they say boys are easier to raise than girls! lol...Seriously though, you don't mess with chicks' hair! A girl snuck up behind me and cut a few tresses during P.E. once and I took her down! I hope she'll forgive Amber someday. :)

6:59 PM  
Blogger BerryGirl said...

I think us girls are just born with that knowledge- just like when we get in fights we go and start pulling hair. Wish I had a feather to send your way for Mina.

1:57 AM  
Blogger TC said...

Too funny. Girls really do fight, argue differently than boys don't they. I think girls know that to other girls, things like hair mean a lot to them and so they make that the focus of their attack.

7:09 AM  
Blogger momyblogR said...

All is forgiven. Mina's class had a field trip the following day and they were best of friends. Amber even came and gave Mina a hug. How sweet was that?

I wish things blew over that easily with us grown ups. A hug and it's over. :)

8:11 AM  
Blogger Norman said...

Playgroud strife... I know it well. It's hard to keep track of who has insulted my oldest child from one day to the next. She'll be mad as hell at one of her friends, then the next day - those two are tight again and plotting against some other unfortunate soul.

girls.. geesh, and I've got TWO of them...

norman

11:04 AM  
Blogger chase said...

a hug? the hell with that, she shoulda gave her her feather back, forget the hug. lol....Im glad it worked out. Since my daughter could walk everytime she got into a tiff with another girl they made comments about her hair (its long and a blondish brown)..the most used comment was she had a weave...it doesnt bother her anymore, but girls do know to go for the hair for some reason.

10:59 PM  

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