This is how I met mothers who are mean girls.
I had to wait with my granddaughter who was just starting kindergarten at the school bus stop in our development. Since, I like getting to meet new people I thought this would be a wonderful way to do so. But, boy I was in for a rude awakening.
My first introduction to mothers who are mean girls came when I approached a group of them at the bus stop just to say hello. They barely opened their mouth to speak. I would tell you that my feelings weren’t hurt but that would be a lie.
Anyway, as the weeks went on, I notice that those mean girls who are mothers had taken on the same identity of being pompous, snooty and downright disrespectful to some of the other mothers and grandparents who were attempting to be cordial to one another.
Many mornings as my granddaughter and I would approach the bus stop , these mothers who are mean girls, would look straight at us and then turn their heads, as if to say, we don’t see you, therefore, we don’t need to speak to you.
Each morning, it could be expected that certain people would not be acknowledge by these mean girls, even if you came with a marching band, a glass of kale juice and a platter of granola bars. These mothers were simply mean girls.
I recall one day a new mother walked up. You could see that she was a bit frantic and she was wearing pajamas under her coat. Yet, she was jovial and smiling. She spoke to everyone, as she held her toddler in one arm and her six-year–old with her other hand. “Hello. How is everyone,” she cheerfully greeted those of us waiting at the bus stop.
A number of us responded with a warm welcome but not the mean girls. They looked at her with such disdain that this poor mother looked as if she was not good enough to be in their presence. Weeks later, she was practically, falling all over these mean girls, just to be accepted. I felt sorry for her.
It was at that moment, that I declared that these mean girls were no longer going to be given any attention or prominence. They simply had to be cut-off and ignored. Their strength only came by numbers and not by the spirit of Christ.
From that point on, I had resolved in my heart never to take on the attributes of a mother with a mean girls’ attitude nor to look down on others as if I was better or superior than anyone else.
I am writing about this episode because I thought it was important to address this issue, especially, since school is about to begin and there may be mothers, dads or even grandparents who may find themselves rejected at the school bus stop.
What advice can I give you? Let’s see. How about being kind to one another and treat others as you would like to be treated. And if you can do that, you and your child will be the better for it. Children learn by what they see. Question is. Do they see you as a mother who is a mean girl? Or a friendly and genuine human being.
Live in harmony with one another. Do not be proud, but be willing to associate with people of low position.[a] Do not be conceited. Romans 12:6
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