Coming out of the summer blog slump, why not try it again this year?
Plus this October is a special anniversary. The end of this month marks the 5th anniversary of this blog.
We'll start the fun with a story Chunky told me when he got home today.
It went a little something like this. Strap in. It's long, it's rambling and it's downright infuriating.
It's 8:15 to 8:20 a.m. and Chunky's waiting in line for school to start when a pack of five boys descends upon him.
The pack consists of two fourth graders and three second graders (Chunky's in 3rd grade).
They proceed to pants him and shove him to the ground.
He scraped his knee up pretty bad and they pantsed him so hard they RIPPED one of the belt loops on his jeans. Thank god that they were holey jeans. Thank god Dr. Mad Scientist hadn't been paid* yet and I hadn't been able to buy him any new pants for school.
Ok, that seems kind of trite to say, my boy was pantsed and shoved to the ground by a pack of boys and all I can think of are his pants.
But it shows how rough these little fucktards were.
Chunky proceeded to stay low on the ground until one of the punk's older sister came by to break up the scuffle.
Once he got into school he asked his teacher if he could go to the nurse's office to get his knee bandaged. She asked him what happened. So he told her.
She told him to go to the nurse's office and then to the principal's office to report what occurred.
After waiting half an hour for the principal (after having been in the nurse's office for 10 or so minutes) he finally got in to see her.
And she had to pawn him off to Mr. Murphy the "problem solver" as Chunky called him because the principal had a meeting to go to. He's actually a guidance counselor.
Apparently they pulled in six boys to get their side of the story.
The pack of five that were involved and another kid they pantsed.
Four boys got one day of detention, one got two days of detention, and one got nothing.
Oddly, the one that didn't get anything was part of the pack of five who had an inkling of a conscious and tried to pull the boys off Chunky, but backed off once he realized that they had progressed from physical violence to just laughing at him. The other pantsing victim also got detention because he fought back.
Allegedly, if these boys get in trouble again they will be suspended.
And Chunky? While he was at the nurse's and principal's office he missed a test his class was given. He had to skip music class to make it up.
I think Dr. Mad Scientist (who heard the story from Chunky as they were driving home) said it best: "This makes me really mad Chunky, but you can bet your mom's going to be even madder."
The best part of this story is that the boy that got two days of detention? When Chunky was in 1st grade that same little fuck got in trouble for pelting Chunky with rocks on the playground.
Two years and the little shit hasn't changed. Huh.
I personally think these little fuckers got off easy.
I think Chunky handled the situation wonderfully; he admitted he really wanted to punch these kids, but didn't.
During the rock-throwing incident, I got a call from the principal--because Chunky threw a rock back. He only got a verbal warning--the rock kid was punished harder. I'm not sure how though.
Moral of the story: You can't fight back. And we told him that in first grade after the rock incident.
He obviously learned.
Too bad the leader of the pack today didn't.
I think I'm going to call the principal or drop her an email on Monday because in my opinion, even though Chunky was alright, I think this deserved a call home to at least alert me of the situation.
Sometimes I wonder how we were so lucky to get a kid like Chunky.
He's such a smart and friendly kid.
Shit, just today one of the math teachers at Dr. Mad Scientist's school that lives in our neighborhood and has a pair of sons who go to Chunky's school stopped him at school to introduce herself.
When she did, she commented how much her son (incidentally also named Chunky--ha ha!) really looked up to our Chunky. She said it wasn't often she saw older kids making friends with younger kids.
I love this picture. It was taken by Moochie of his big brother!
I feel sorry for those five punks. I hope their parents can help them before it's too late.
*That problem was solved!! Sort of--he got his first paycheck today! It was only seven days short of what they owe him. But hey, beggars can't be choosers, money is money!