Mary And The Bus
If you have been following this blog for a while you know my middle child, Wild Regan, lives up to her name. At school I hear she is quiet and does not show her true self. Preschool was a different story. You can read all about that here.
Last week as the bus pulled away she waited until it turned the corner and started to cry. I begged why was she crying? She said the older girls, not her big sister, made fun of her. Amazing Ann reiterated their taunts and it was small stuff in my book. My girls learned when to stand up for themselves and when to let things roll off their backs. Later that night Wild Regan and I had a discussion on light teasing and the difference from bulling. If the matter truly was serious, to tell the bus driver or myself.
The next day, the older girls started up again. Wild Regan had enough and stormed to the back of the bus where the older boys hung out. She learned which boy thought her older sister was cute and the story of Scary Mary.
The moment the doors opened at the bus stop, the older girls were crying. The bus driver chucked and said Wild Regan told the older girls a story how you say Scary Mary’s name in a mirror several times she will not only haunt you but reach out and grab you through the mirror. They begged and pleaded for Wild Regan to tell them Scary Mary was false. They were afraid to go home and use the bathroom and accidentally say her name.
A little first grader quickly and effectively put four, older third grade girls in their place. Ah, I love how my Wild Regan got revenge. Never get on her bad side, especially at six years old.
What I found interesting as I told the bus story, how this fable had several names from Bloody Mary to Mary Worth. Do you know of this fable by another name? Amazing, how such a simple fable lived on.
Sharon, The Mayor