Thursday, January 22, 2015

Rub-a-Dub-Dub

     Welp, my trusty readers...the countdown is on for another weekend.  I am happy to announce that I honestly do not feel dread, fear, stressed at all!  The amazing bath that I just took may have contributed to this.  Have I mentioned that I've started bathing more?  I shower regularly, usually...but this new bath time/tub time/jetted-bubbly-unwind time complete with Norah Jones, has put me back into a non raging demon wife.  Thank you God for jetted tubs and Ms. Jones!  
     
     Facebook is a handy tool on occasion.  I found out that a friend of mine's daughter is being bullied regularly by a group of boys for a while now.  When I say "bullied" I do mean more of assault.  They have been assaulting this sweet 12 year old girl who doesn't have a mean or nasty bone in her body.  Her mom has gone to the teacher, principal, administrators for the district, and the MP's.  The situation was "investigated" and the findings were that three of the four boys said they didn't do it, the fourth boy said they did and he named the other three.  The outcome?  Little girl gets detention for reporting it, and honest boy is the only one held accountable.  Unfortunately this is a discrimination case, yet it is doubtful that with all the uproar in the media that anything will be done to fix it.  Why?  Because the little girl is white, the four boys are black.  They go after her because she is white and the name they call her by as they are busy throwing her to the ground and kicking her is "little white girl."  When will this nation, leaders, etc come to realize that racial discrimination can go many directions?  I don't care what color, race, religion, or voting status is--if you are being targeted because of it, THAT IS DISCRIMINATION!  It is heartbreaking that the school and district are not only refusing to help her, but are also punishing her and her family every time it is reported.  Her mom and I have found out that since it is a discrimination case, there are federal laws that may protect her, however, it may be better to just move her to a district a little further out to ensure her safety.

     Mr. Battle is still working hard for better tomorrows.  He still struggles with feelings of being a burden, a bad person, and memories.  I do my best to explain to him how brave and strong he is and I hope he hears me.  A friend of mine is a Vietnam Vet wife and she tells me all the time that I have a tough road ahead and that she commends me for continuing to support Mr. Battle as he works on himself.  From a lot of people, this may not fully come across as supportive, but from her--it is an incredible compliment.  I have to admit something though, I am not an "angel" or a "life saver" or any other name given to those who care for other selflessly.  I have extremely selfish reasons for being here and supporting Mr. Battle.  I love him to the moon and back.  And he looks good naked.

     Kid Battle is trekkin' on.  She's a tough little cookie with a good head on her shoulders, a forgiving and gracious heart, and strength and humor that goes on for days.  Mr. Battle worries that his illnesses and struggles will impact her negatively, yet she shows compassion, bravery, strength, and kindness more than anyone I have met.  She's one in a million!

     I'm gonna head to bed for now.  Mr. Battle comes home tomorrow, and then we will go as a family to see "Night at the Museum 3" at Kid Battle's school.  Rock on!


"Do more of what makes you awesome."
--I have no idea who said this
(possibly kid president)
^^Real thing, look it up.  So worth it.^^






 

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