The V word seems a little strong but it’s what we were accused of. It was Mother’s Day yesterday and I thought “wouldn’t it be nice to do some inspirational writing in chalk around the school with my girl?” And “wouldn’t it be so nice for the children to see such positive messages as they walk to school tomorrow?” I mean “instead of the pictures of private parts with bad words?” And of course my littlest and only girl thought it was a fantastic idea. We headed out with our bucket of chalk. I had purchased it in large quantity with this project in mind. I had my book of inspiration in the hands of little one; she would flip the pages and pick a quote. Then she added, “Mama, let’s put a heart on each saying, like our trade mark”
We made it about one-quarter of the way around the school and as we were in the middle of writing BE YOUR(self) “(A) began yelling at us from her backyard. She was YELLING “I SEE WHAT YOUR DOING!!! YOU’RE VANDALIZING THE SCHOOL AND IF YOU DON’T LEAVE I’M GUNNA CALL THE COPS!!!”
I know “(A) (sort of) so I shout back, “(A)! It’s me your neighbor, we are writing inspirational messages for the children to see, we aren’t doing anything bad” SHE YELLS, “GET OUT OF HERE OR I’M CALLING THE COPS!!”
So although I have a little tiny rebel in me, I by far respect the older folks so I begin to walk away. I realize as I turn back to look she has come out of her house and is walking towards the sidewalk, I meet her in the middle of the street and say “(A) go see they are good words for the children to see as the walk to school” She wasn’t hearing it, she was still yelling in fact even though we were nearly face to face, “HOW DO YOU KNOW THE CHILDREN WILL SEE IT??” “well because this is how they walk to school” She just keeps YELLING, “THIS IS VANDALISM AND IF YOU DON’T STOP, I’M CALLING THE COPS, NOW SOMEONE WILL HAVE TO COME OUT AND WASH IT OFF” and I reply “(A) it’s just chalk, the school sprinklers will wash it away….or a rainy day” (that part is slightly far fetched considering we are in a middle of a drought) But there is such a thing as spring showers.
As we are in the middle of our discussion or should I say sort of heated discussion on her end, a man walks the path with his beautiful German Shepherd and she pulls him into the conversation, she says to the man “What do you think about all this” The man, in his late 50’s replies “I think it’s okay, it’s just chalk” And please realize in the meantime, Abbie has stepped far behind me because she is actually afraid. I end by saying “(A) I’m going to stop because I respect you” in which she replies still loudly “YOU BETTER JUST KNOCK THIS S*%T OFF”
Oh boy. Abbie was a mess and to be honest I was taken aback. Then I was thinking, what if I do get in big trouble?? I looked it up and it seems pretty harmless what we did. I would never write on public walls or buildings in chalk, it was just the sidewalk, I mean after all it’s called sidewalk chalk. I happen to know lots of children who go hog-wild with the stuff…I have not heard of them getting arrested. And you can’t even see it unless you are right on top of it walking.
But anyways, I know she was just protecting the neighborhood. I just didn’t like how she approached it. She has a temper that’s for certain. It just seemed strange to me because it was in broad daylight; it was a mom and her young daughter. So why would you YELL and THREATEN like that in front of a child? So what’s worse, the words of chalk inspiration for the children to see, or a hot-tempered older woman, threatening to call the cops on a mom and her newly 12-year-old daughter, and using a little foul language to boot in front of the young girl?
I’m not sure the lesson in this quite yet. I’m not sure if it’s over. I’m not sure what Abbie will take from it? I was half tempted to go back out after dark and finish my project but then Abbie asked me not to because she was afraid I would get arrested. So I didn’t but the rebel in me wanted to just go and finish up the good works. I would say, that was the high lite of my Mother’s Day….if you want to call it that. A day we will always remember, that’s for sure.