Tyler's Turn Blog

Grace's Mom
In response to my last post, a friend said:

It's really sad, isn't it. "Ugly" and "Dufus" and "Grumpy" are obvious
defense mechanisms . . . Where are [these kid's] parents? Why aren't their teachers helping them cope and understand how to deal?

I didn't mention that the grumpy girl's mom was with her when she came in the store. As they were walking around, I smiled at the girl and said something like, "So, you're grumpy today, huh?" And her mom called from across the room, "Oh, she's always grumpy."

Well, duh! If your mom tells you you're grumpy, and probably buys you grumpy t-shirts, it makes sense that you'd be grumpy.

I remember when my cousin was little, and she'd be shy around people and hide behind her mom. Her mom would always laugh and say, "Are you pretending to be shy?" Knowing my Aunt Becki, I'm sure she handled her daughter's the same way when they "pretended" to be grumpy or hateful. She let them know that, as far as she was concerned, this was not their true nature. And, now, both her girls are lovely young women who are friendly and kind and gracious -- and when they're not, it's because they're not acting like themselves.

I try to emulate that attitude toward the people I love, believing that when they act grumpy, angry, shy, or whatever, they're just not acting themselves today. I'm a friend of Grace, even if she sometimes pretends to be Grumpy.
Ugly and Grumpy
One of the clothing trends I've noticed with kids in our store is t-shirts with unpleasant sayings. Maybe I'm turning into an old fuddy-duddy, but I just don't get it. Why would someone want to wear a shirt that says, "I may be fat but you're ugly, and I can lose weight," or worse yet, "You're ugly!"?

But, the shirts I really don't understand are the self-deprecating ones. It started with the shirts that said, "bitch" or "slut," which might be a compliment in some circles, I suppose. But now we have "stupid" and "dufus" and worse.

The other day a girl came into the store with a t-shirt that simply said, "grumpy." She may have felt that way when she woke up (I know I often do), but why would she want to spend her whole day in that mood?

For a while, all my friends were writing happy thoughts on their water bottles, with the belief that the words would transform the water into something that would bring them more joy in their lives. What must a girl's day be like, with the word "grumpy" covering her heart and broadcasting like a prophecy to the people around her?