When kindergarten girls make trouble

While crossing the road one day, I saw a Filipino woman pulling a girl from a Chinese kindergarten across the road.

The Filipino woman wanted to hold the girl's hand, but the girl kept refusing, and dodged left and right, as if she would rush out of the road at any time.

Finally the green light came, and the Filipino woman wanted to hold the girl's hand again, but the girl shook it off and said, "You dead bastard."

The woman sullen face, did not make a sound, just pulled the girl's wrist and dragged her across the road.

The girl still shouted, "Hold on a piece of shit."

The woman did not refute, but continued to pull her to walk.

I am dumbfounded.

Although I know that similar situations occur from time to time, I should have been surprised by the formation of this kind of child, but I still can't help feeling sad.

Children don't naturally know how to call those who serve them to be useless. One can imagine how her family viewed the workers. (That's a low-class person. If you accept my labor, we will call you around.)

If we leave our hometown and rework the well, we will make people waste wood, can we afford it?

Even if the child did not learn this way of treating others from his family, as long as she opened her mouth like this, the parents immediately reprimanded her and then taught her, the child would probably not be so reckless.

I can imagine a picture like this:

1) The child asks the worker to be useless at home, but the family turns a blind eye, does not hear, and acquiesce to her behavior. The child intensified, and since then he has been arrogant, thinking that he is superior to others, and everyone else has to serve her and satisfy her. Later, he discovered that in addition to being a princess at home, he became a mortal when he stepped out of the house. In order to please others, he had to be a door dog.

2) The child asks the workers to be waste wood at home, and the family agrees very much, thinking that the child is really eye-catching, and he has recognized the relationship between the host and the host since he was a child. Adults and children compete to be real waste wood at home, open their mouths for food, open their hands for clothes, lose their ability to take care of themselves, and lose their competitiveness in society. When they grow up, they are scolded by bosses as waste wood.

Some people think I think too much.

Of course I think too much.

That's not my kid.

This is why I am so opposed to raising children by workers.

A child's good and bad, in fact, there is only a blurred line.

Even if you are not careful, it will be irreversible.

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