Donāt tell your daughter that when a boy is mean or rude to her itās because he has a crush on her. Donāt teach her that abuse is a sign of love.
My mom always taught me yell or fight back. Boys would be mean and I would yell back. I would get my ass pinched and I would smack them as hard as I could.
Who alway got in trouble? Me.
They would call my mother and she always came in and lectures my teachers and threatened to sue for making her miss work and treating me poorly.
She always taught my brothers to respect women. The only fights my brothers ever got in was defending women from someone else.
The school tried to call my father once instead of my mother on us. He came in in his full preacher outfit (being a preacher and all) and gave them an entire sermon on what would Jesus day of he was called in. They decided dealing with my mom was better.
I think my favorite story of this is when some kid snapped my bra and I turned around, didnāt even think about it, and punched that little motherfucker right in the nose.
So naturally, I end up in the principalās office, refusing to apologize.Ā
āHe shouldnāt have put his hands on me and I wouldnāt have hit him!ā Thatās the only thing I was saying.
These people had the unfortunate luck of catching my dad at home, instead of my mom. So he comes fucking sauntering in there, like heās Clint fucking Eastwood in some western movie and looks at me.Ā
āMelissa, did you punch him?āĀ
āYes.ā I said.Ā
āWhy?āĀ
āBecause he snapped my bra strap.āĀ
And he turns his squinty eyed glare to the principal and says,Ā āYouāre telling me my daughter is in trouble because that squirrely looking kid put his hands on her and she chose to defend herself? Thatās what you are saying to me.āĀ
āWell, sir-ā The man kind of stuttered because my dad is kind of intimidating in the quiet sort of way that kind of whispers in the back of your mind that this person could be dangerous. āMelissa did make it physical.āĀ
āNo. That kid put his hands on my daughter. Are you saying my daughter cannot defend herself when some boy decides to put hands on her? Is that what you are teaching my girl?āĀ
I didnāt get suspended that day. Ā
*slow clap for excellent parenting*
This is the parent I want to be omg
I went to a nun school.Ā
The nuns there were like, so rad.Ā
It was a party organized for the end of the school year, and I was helping in the kitchen to prepare stuff with a nun and a bunch of little girls. There was one of the girlsā little brother who was there.Ā
There was a little girl who was carrying a bowl of tomato sauce and was going outside, but the boy was just in front of her and he slammed the door in her face. She dropped the bowl on the floor and got all messy.Ā
So what happened?Ā
The nun went outside, took the boy by the arm, and gave him an epic speech going around the lines of:Ā āWould you treat the Virgin Mary like that, young man?āĀ āNnnnnoā¦āĀ āThen treat every girl like sheās the Virgin Mary.ā Not only the boy had to apologize to the little girl, but he also had to clean up and he was put on kitchen duty for the rest of the day.Ā
Then another day, in catechism class (I was a in a girlsā school, mind you), the nun was there telling us:Ā āIf a guy touches you in a way you donāt like, punch him in the face. Itās not a sin against charity. On the contrary, youāre being charitable by showing him heās sinning by impurity and youāll save him from going to hell.āĀ
So I was at my desk during class looking like this:Ā
Reblogging for awesome dads and kickass nuns.
āyouāre being charitable by showing him heās sinning by impurity and youāll save him from going to hell.ā
What a mood.
Jesus said if guys hands were causing them sin-problems, they should cut them off.Ā Face-punching seems like a good pre-amputation steps, to prevent it getting that far.
mom always said we could basically go feral if anyone ever touched us or tried to kidnap us. Kick, scream, punch, be as loud and wild as physically possible. Biting is extremely on the table and not only allowed but ENCOURAGED. No holds barred. Go rabid. Do whatever it takes to get away.
No such thing as āfair fightā because they made it unfair by violating your space and trying to do bad things to you š
