Gandhi Goes To The Naughty Corner
Posted on | February 4, 2010 | 3 Comments
My daughter, who is now five and a half (definitely not five), has discovered non-violent protest.
When she’s aggrieved about something – or possibly just stropy – she now walks really, really slowly. And, clever girl that she is, she tends to engage in this disruptive behaviour when we need to actually go somewhere – generally when we’re late.
I say, “Come on, we’ll be late…”
And she starts walking in tiny steps, an inch at a time. She’s like a protesting taxi-driver or French trucker.
It’s both annoying and amusing at the same time.
When I threaten her, she says, “There are many causes that I am prepared to go to the naughty corner for but no causes for which I am prepared to put someone in the naughty corner.”
She may have been reading-up on this.
I have sent a strongly-worded letter to Ben Kingsley.
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3 Responses to “Gandhi Goes To The Naughty Corner”
Gerry Hayes
I mostly sit around all day and drink tea. Occasionally, I write stuff and send it to strangers so they can humiliate me and debase my efforts. Other than the self-harm to dull the shame of failure, it's not a bad life. Like I say, there's tea.
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February 4th, 2010 @ 23:00
I say give her a taste of her own medicine. Slow medicine.
February 5th, 2010 @ 9:40
Meh. Probably just beat her and lock her in the naughty box again.
February 5th, 2010 @ 14:29
That was my next suggestion. Don’t forget the scorpions this time round.