the day people take to the streets, parks,
and beaches
to do some spring cleaning.
It’s all about taking care of Mother
Earth.
For me, Earth Day also has another significance.
One
that I'll always remember...
no matter how many earth rotations pass.
no matter how many earth rotations pass.
It was the day I wanted to bury an elementary
school principal…
six feet under
Motha Earth.
But instead of risking jail time…
I’m sure you’re wondering what earthly reason
I would have to go after a school
principal...
(especially one who was very popular with parents and kids.)
To break it down and sum it all up…
bigC was in the fifth grade and had attended
an Earth Day Fair during school.
When she got home, she excitedly told
me
that a man in one of the Fair booths stuck her with needles.
A man? With needles?
I immediately called the principal.
I immediately called the principal.
Apparently ‘the man” was an acupuncturist
and used Chelsea ’s
arm to demonstrate his art of stick ‘em.
When a teacher saw what was going
on…she shut his demo down.
But that was after Chels had become his personal pin
cushion.
The principal did his best to assure me
The principal did his best to assure me
that bigC would be fine
and not to worry about any pin cushion disease...
but it was
hard to calm me down.
“Where on earth is this okay?
“Where on earth is this okay?
Who on earth would do this?
What on earth is going on?”
And my final "I'm Coming for you/promise/threat":
And my final "I'm Coming for you/promise/threat":
“If ANYTHING happens to Chelsea …
If she comes down
with so much as a sniffle…
You will be living HELL on earth.”
Anywhoooo………………….
It is instinctive for all mothers on this great EARTH to protect their young…
Anywhoooo………………….
It is instinctive for all mothers on this great EARTH to protect their young…
no
matter what species they belong to.
And this Kat…would do anything to protect
her kittens.
Anything.
I've occasionally run into (not run over) the principal over the years…
I've occasionally run into (not run over) the principal over the years…
and I'm
very cordial.
But I do give him the
stink eye…
just so he remembers that I have dirt on him.
And he never ever fails to forget me.
I’m
sure he has told his wife…that should something ever happen to him…
make sure to look for...
earthshoe prints.
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