let's call him John Doe.
It is strange coincidence that a day or so ago, I posted about single-motherhood. I was given a very brief biography on a boy, whose mother apparently decided that she no longer wanted to be one, so she sent him to the biological father to raise. This man had not seen the boy in 8 years, had no experience being a father, and was living with his grandmother. Now, why would a person do that?
I would break this case (individual) to selfishness. I was given to undertand that she was a pot dealer who had spent a number of times in jail and that the boy had more hardship than I have ever had. Obviously, there was a better solution. I think now, though, erasing the abadndoining once-mother, would be primary. Then, find suitable caretakers of the boy.
All things considered, the boy is not too bad. He has been diganosed with ADHD, but his father doesn't believe in medicine. How ironic that the mother dealt drugs and the new-father doesn't believe in prescribed medicine.
Poor John ... I hope that someone adopts him and loves him. I am unsure of the new parent -- seems all too odd and sad to me.
Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
about a boy
Posted by Marcus at 3:23 PM 1 comments
party invite
Mr. H., do you know where Candlelight ______ is?
Yes.
Well, do you know where # ______ is?
Uh, no.
Well, it's on the corner .... (other details)
You can come to my birthday party. And you can bring your bathing (swimming, I presume) suit.
Thanks for the invite Jasmine!
Posted by Marcus at 3:18 PM 0 comments
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