I need a new term to describe Fantu+teenager+moods+ Ethiopian language gap.
As you can guess it has been a difficult time with Fantu lately. Teen moodiness rebelliousness, and her expecting to have the same independence that Abate has. It has been a struggle lately to communicate without getting snippy to each other. She has been rude, disrespectful, and stubborn.
Just last evening she went after school with her friend to watch H.S. Volleyball. The hours tick by and soon I see it is nearly 9:00. I text her and tell her I am on my way to pick her up. She replies, "10 more minutes please". I reply back I am on my way now be outside waiting. the next reply I get from her is "NO". My reply was, "Did you just tell me no? get your butt outside now or you are grounded." She is out and into the care within minutes. I immediately start to lecture her about her attitude and I expect it to change immediately. I tell her I am noticing a change in her and that her best friends disrespectful attitude is starting to rub off on her. I tell her how she can't let her friends bad habits attitudes become her own, she should try to get them to be more like her. Her friend gets in trouble alot. She is disrespectful of her teachers and elders. She has spent the last four weeks in in-school suspension. As you can see I really don't care for this girl. I really wish Fantu would move on and find another friend. Oh but this makes me feel guilt, Her friend is the only other black girl in her grade at school. This has drawn them together. I just really wish that Fantu could influence her behaviors more than she influences Fantu.
Fantu begins to question me about why would I think she was being disrespectful.... okay easy enough to start with say ten minutes earlier... her big NO. Mom I was only joking.
Joking? Fantu it was a text. It said no. there was no smile, no giggle, no twinkle in her eye. it was black NO on a gray screen. Fantu didn't get it. She got defensive. I got depressed.
I know I will figure this out. It may take time, or we may just struggle through this phase and then hope that the next one is easier. She does go to High School in the Autumn. New classes, new classmates, maybe some new friends.
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