#1 Way Not To Raise Your Children
Ethics? Values? Basic human decency? All seem to be totally absent with one family, despite their claim that they want to teach their son to do the right thing. A woman had lost her camera when she was vacationing in Hawaii. Then some people found it, but decided to keep it because their son had been using it for a week and had grown to like it so much. Here's the link to the full story. Unbelievable. Via Boing Boing.
posted by Amy @ 2/19/2006 07:52:00 a.m.
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she's only getting called out on it coz she said what she did...nobody else that does what she did owns up to it, and plenty do. PLENTY.
xoxo
lili
Wow. Uh. Wow.
Once, when I was little (granted, I was not diagnosed with diabetes or anything that our 'social medicine pays for' (to quote one of the responders to that post), but I was still about seven or eight), my father took me and a friend of mine to the local Co-op store. He went off to do whatever it is farmers do at the Co-op, and left my friend and I to browse the toys section. There was a package of plasticene that had a tiny tear in its corner, so I got my picky little preteen fingers in there and started fondling the modelling substance.
My father collected us and we went to some other department for some other farmerly need. At some point, I was totally distracted by the plasticene under my fingernail. My father noticed this and asked me what it was (I believe it was red, and so looked like I was bleeding profusely).
"Oh, nothing," I replied, trying to act nonchalant.
"She's stealing." Said my friend. Good friend. Love that kid. Wonder what ever happened to her, or if anyone found the body. I'm kidding.
My father went BALLISTIC. He had me show him where I'd found the stuff, and then wouldn't believe me when I told him the package had already had a tear in it when I'd found it. He marched me up to the front of the store, with the package of plasticene in hand, and made me explain what had happened to the "Lady".
I was, of course, in tears, not only because I really *hadn't* been the one to open the package, but nobody would believe me, except my "friend" who was giggling because I was in trouble. I told "the Lady" that I'd stolen some plasticene, and held out my fingernail for her to see the hot merchandise.
"Oh." She said. "Oh my."
I thought, of course, she was really angry, but in retrospect I believe she was trying to stifle a laugh.
They repackaged the plasticene and we put it back on the shelf and my father frog-marched me out to the truck and wouldn't buy me an ice cream. He also didn't speak to me for about an hour. That was the worst.
So I can't imagine ANY parent doing ANYTHING like what this family has done. What a horrid disservice to their children. And to their familiy. And to their country (I'm just pleased as punch that they're named as Canadians). Let's all make way for the newest (diabetic) young criminals.
Sigh.
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