They Gave Away our Children
Another wallet woe - this summer my stolen wallet required canceling all of our accounts, credit cards, and changing all our automatic payments. I thought I had changed everything, but found out last week that I missed changing our information with World Vision. I had called to see why we weren’t receiving our tax information and found out that our accounts had been canceled. (I have sponsored Franz Junior for 10 years and Tim has sponsored a child from Ethiopia for almost that long.) The woman was very helpful and tried to locate our children to see if we could restart our sponsorship with them, but said that both children were released from the program. I was shocked - I didn’t get any notice or warning that my children were in danger of being let go. I had just gotten a christmas card from my child and was thinking it was time for me to write him a letter. I felt pretty bad. I am hoping that since the boys were getting older, they were about to be released from the program anyway…but I would have liked to say good-bye or something instead of just stopping payment without really knowing it.
On a positive note, we were able to start the sponsorship of an entire family (3 children and 2 adults). We just got our packet of information and it seems like it will be a great partnership. World Vision is always looking for new sponsors, and I would highly recommend it. Take a look and see what you think.
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On a window of an old Subaru sedan, a typed piece of paper was taped to the back window saying,
” PLEASE DO NOT BREAK INTO MY CAR AGAIN. By now you should know that there is no CD player or good sound system of any kind, money, or anything valuable here. Also, there is NO sleeping in my car.”
Valentine’s Day Dance
Early in the year, our teachers voted to not allow the 5th and 6th graders to attend any school sponsored dances because of the age differences in our kids and fear of angry calls from parents who didn’t want their children attending dances at such a young, immature age. To our surprise, MPAC (the middle school parent’s association who periodically puts on after school events for the kids like movies or ice cream socials) decided to have a 5th and 6th grade Valentines dance.
Now not only have we crossed the lines of having a dance for our youngest middle school kids, we are having a Valentines dance. Immediately I was getting crying girls in my office. One girl was upset because she had said yes to being a a boy’s girlfriend, but her friend decided she didn’t like the boy and pressured this girl into breaking up with him. The girl in my office was upset because she had tried to get back together with the ex-boyfriend when she finally decided that she didn’t want her friend making her decisions for her..but the boyfriend had already selected another girl - who he was supposedly going to DANCE with at the big dance. She was pretty inconsolable. Especially since everything was done. No decisions could be undone or redone.
The teachers had complained to me all week saying that the 5th grade was in chaos. Numerous feelings had been hurt and all the classes were a-buzz with what they were going to wear to the dance, etc. Again, since it was parent sponsored, there was nothing we could do except watch it happen…and unravel.
The dance was on Valentines’ Day - right after school (which the 8th graders thought was so stupid). As I was leaving, the secretary stopped me in the hall, she was laughing as she was saying that she didn’t think MPAC would be sponsoring any dances soon. I asked what was going on and she said to take a walk by the cafeteria on my way out.
Things heard as I walked by:
“We want you to have fun and be able to dance engergetically but there is absolutely NO RUNNING. Again, we can get back to the fun soon, but there is NO RUNNING.”
Music starts - then stops a few seconds later with another frazzled voice making an announcement, “One more thing, there is no water throwing. NO water throwing.”
As I closed the door on my way out, I heard groans of complaint from the kids…and I laughed all the way to my car.
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