[light] I teach kindergarten at our church. A few years ago we had a creepy mom who entered her daughter in those beauty pageants where little girls put on full makeup and try to act like grown women. She was obsessed with her girl’s appearance and around the time of a pageant insisted that we keep her inside because she was afraid she would get a cut or scrape that would make her look bad for the competition.
Even worse, she always dressed her in frilly dresses and painted her nails and scolded her if she came out of kindergarten even a little bit dirty. So while the other kids were happily finger painting or in the sandbox, she would just sit with her hands folded in her lap.
I could tell the little girl wanted to be able to play and did not like the pageants. So I decided to bring her pageant days to an end.
The next time mom said she had to stay inside, I asked another girl to stay inside with her and told them to play beauty pageant. I gave the other girl the brush and some safety scissors and said she had her first customer. I left them alone for what I hoped would be long enough.
Unfortunately (as far as I was concerned) the little girl did not do anything that could not grow out in a month or two, and I wanted to end her pageant days for good. So I acted like the girl had messed up her hair, sent the little barber out to play, and told her I would try to “fix” her hair. I picked up the seamstress shears I use for art projects. I grabbed a big fistful of hair and cut as close to the scalp as I could. I did that four or five times so that she had some big bald spots alternating with long blond hair that reached below her shoulders.
By then it was pretty close to pick up time. Her mom was really upset and did a lot of screaming but did not actually sue or call the cops. There was no way she could disprove that it was just an accident from leaving two five year olds alone to play.
Her daughter never came back to our school, but I did see her at church. She had to get a very close buzz cut because there was no other way. That looked ridiculous with a frilly dress and painted nails, so she finally got to wear some gender neutral clothes she could play in. She’s in second grade now, and the frilly dresses have not yet made a reappearance at church.
Submitted November 23, 2018 at 03:18PM by MommaMickie https://ift.tt/2FEiAMm
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