Moms and Principals

Ok this really, for lack of a better word, bizzar thing happened today.

My mom takes my sister to school every morning. Today she was a little late. She had to park way back in the street and walk may sis in. The principal of the school was standing in the recess area with the other students teaching the a song, here that isn't aby-normal, and he yelled at my mom, infront of all the kids, that she was late and it was perfectly unexceptable. My mom did the culturaly correct thing and ignored him. But she had to go into the school to get some info about a perant - teacher meeting that was supposed to take place. As she was walking down to front of the building, the principal intersepted her and began ranting at her some more. Now this, in any cultur, merited the response that my mother proceeded to give. She yelled him back down into his shoes! The prncipals mood changed immediately and he went into excusing himself with a vengance.

The story dosnt end there however. When my sis got home this afternoon she had a hand written letter from the pricipal to deliver to my mom. It was like a formal letter of sorryness. Never the less if you read closely you could pick up that he was at the same time justifying his actions. It boils down to this:

Dear madam. I'm sorry. What I wanted to do was make an example of you to the other parents (of which none were still at the school) to show them that being late is not acceptable. I hope we can leave this behind us.

The real letter was like a page and a half all written in buraucratic style jargan, the kind that is used to hid the true meaning of what is said and discuise it as something else entirly.

Well that was the Cahh-RaaY-Zeeee story I have from today.

The Fiish

P.S. In the future I will try to post more often. I realise more and more that I am gaining some devoted readers. To them I apologise for not giving them any material.