My hands are still cold

I spent nearly half an hour standing outside in the cold from 9pm tonight talking to one of Dave’s teachers (who is made of awesome) after the School Council meeting. I was explaining to her why Dave had come home this afternoon from their 2 day excursion to Bathurst, got in the car with me and alternated between telling me how much fun he’d had doing gold-panning and meeting farm animals and fighting back tears as he told me about the bullying that he and his friends had endured at the hands of a certain group of extremely unpleasant children. It never bloody stops.

Then I came home and went for a walk with Bren and the dog, answered emails, wrote a P&C report for the school newsletter and drank two cups of tea. Most of me is warm but my fingers are frozen.

4 Responses to “My hands are still cold”

  1. Tracee says:

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  2. Marjorie says:

    Oh, no. To have such a cool trip messed up by bullies. They have no right. I hope he’s OK…

  3. Ariane says:

    Aren’t kids just wonderful? That sounds much like all of my camp experiences, although with the girly equivalent of bullying – exclusion and ridiculing.

    I hope Dave’s ok, it seems so bloody unfair that kids go through this stuff.

  4. Shrinking Tardie says:

    Ya know childhood is freaking hard enough without morons making it more difficult.

    I really hope that something is done to address what happened Mim. No childs enjoyment of life and learning should be spoilt by bullies.


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