Keep your cool and tame your daughter, she deserved it

Dear Sir and madam, This is to let you know that your daughter Stacy was slapped by a boy in class. Now before you start getting annoyed please listen to these facts. First the boy is also 7 years old, they are kind of the same age. In this case really we cannot say there is bullying or anything. If he had slapped a three year old we would have taken action but now that they are kind of age mates or rather they are in the same class then you see it is not bullying. Secondly, your daughter asked for it. Relax I explain, she has not been behaving like a good girl. First let me define for you what a good girl does. A good girl doesn’t go into the boy’s turf, you see your girl is a ‘kiherehere’. The other day we had an argument in class and instead of her shutting up she was there making her point, in front of the boys imagine! A good girl keeps her cool and just smiles! Yes just smile and be a good girl that’s all. However you Stacy has been doing the opposite. When we ask for a class monitor, she raised her hand! Surely we know that she should not have done that but haa she did; doesn’t she realize that leadership is for the boys? Now if she is in that turf she needs to be tamed lest she grows a big head. On the other hand during the class debate she was seen to be assertive, you see aggressiveness is for boys so instead of being humble she kept insisting to be heard. You need to tame her. On this last incidence I am just writing to explain since I understand she has complained about it; doesn’t she know she deserved it? I am not sure what caused this but I can guess she deserved. She must have done something to annoy this boy who is the head of the class. How could she do this? Oh and the boy says he doesn’t remember, and I believe him, how can he remember such a minor issue? I advise that she stops making a fuss over this, keep her cool and move on. Yours head teacher, Signed. Reflections of a disturbed mind in the 21st century. No woman is safe until all women are safe, the house girl or the Member of Parliament, the beggar in the street or the nun in the convent. Nobody deserves to be violated, and sorting misunderstandings cannot be done physically. Adults talk, walk out, disagree, convince, but violence is a no no. As we debate the occurrences in Nairobi Hon Rachel Shebesh slapped (or is it alleged – politically correctness) by *Hon Evans Kidero, what are we telling the girls and boys growing up?? There is something degrading about a slap on the face! It speaks volumes about the person meting out the violence; regardless of their gender, age, political standing etc. Violence is about the perpetrator not of the survivor. How the society handles the issue determines the impunity with which it can be repeated; or as we say in Kenya ‘uta-do’ Sophie Ngugi September 2013

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