Kadiera's Playground Cute but Evil - it averages out

Weekend before last, I watched the re-make of the movie Carrie - I'd seen the original back in the mid-90's living in Joplin, and read the book sometime while in High School (our middle school library didn't have Stephen King).

Most people's high school experience doesn't involve psychokenesis, vats of pigs blood, or religious whack-job parents. But I know a hell of a lot of people who, in their heart of hearts, understand Carrie and her desire to be "normal."

The two engineers sitting across from me are discussing how unfair it is to their children that children from other countries who don't speak English have been placed in their children's classrooms this year.

While they agree that it's a good learning experience for all involved, they feel it takes away from their children's education and that these non-English speaking children should be quarantined in another class until they are reasonably fluent in English.

Then again, they're also adding in to this discussion the issue of having other "special needs" kids in mainstream classrooms, because they believe it doesn't actually help any of the children involved.

*sigh*

Yeah. They'd have a fit with the way we plan to raise our child.

When I first got pregnant, I was horrified by the things I read on most pregnancy and parenting blogs. It was page after page of women lying to their spouses, sabotaging their relationships, and treating their children like dolls to be drug around by the leg when you wanted to play with them, and left in the toybox the rest of the time.

Definitely a not-fitting-in moment.