On a sad note... not sad, uplifting.

As I was laying down with Dayne today to take a nap, my mind wandered and I began to write a book in my head. The forward is as follows.  Should anyone want to illustrate the book, edit or publish the book please let me know!

Bullying has been a disease amongst our society since the word was invented.  With multiple media in which to bully and ridicule, teen suicide is at an all time high. Sure schools and law enforcement try to get involved but by then it is usually too little, too late.  In my opinion the bullying has only gotten worse.  As a parent this saddens and enrages me. Children are so cruel. So I have taken it upon myself to write a book, to take a stand. The bullying stops with me.  As parents I think it is our responsibility to raise a child that for one, would never bully and two has the self esteem and support to never be affected by it. Sticks and stones may break their bones but words should never hurt them.


Once upon a time there was a little boy named Wylde. Wylde was the most outgoing, friendly 5 year old anyone had ever known.  He knew Kira up the street, Dakota across the street, Carol, Emily, Lathan and Jacob next door.  He was best friends with his whole Kindergarten class and his whole soccer team wanted to be his best friend.
On one beautiful sunny day as Wylde and his mom walk home from school, he didn't talk as much as usual.  His mom asked "Wylde, you seem sad, that makes me sad. Why are we so sad?" Wylde replied, "I'm not sad Mom, just tired."
The next day, after a long nights sleep and an afternoon at school as Wylde and his mom walk home from school, Wylde still seems sad. Again, Mom says "Wylde, you seem sad. When you're sad that makes me sad. Why are we so sad?" Wylde again replied, "I'm not sad Mom, I'm just still tired."
Worried about her naturally talkative and animated little boy, Mom talks to Dad that evening. Together they sit down with Wylde and say, "Wylde, we love you very much, we have loved you since the day we knew you were coming. We think something is bothering you and wish that you would share that with us."
Reluctantly Wylde tells them how he isn't the fastest runner, the smartest in class, the richest boy, or even the tallest boy in class. Wylde says some kids at recess that he didn't even know were calling him names. He was sad and everday was the same. Even though he had told his teacher that the older kids were teasing him they weren't in his class and he didn't know their names and nothing could be done.
Mom and Dad look at each other and both turn to Wylde and  together give him a giant hug. Mom says "Wylde, do you know what all of your friends have in common?" Wylde shakes his head. "You! There may always be someone better than you, smarter than you but you are the best you in the whole world. There will never be another Wylde, another you. I love you, your friends love you, your Dad loves you, your Grandmas love you, your Grandpa's love you." Mom lifts Wylde's chin and says "If you woke up tomorrow and were purple or 5 years from now decide to be a turtle. I will love you and support you. Your father and I are your biggest fans. Nobody should ever change the way you feel about yourself." Dad adds "Sticks and stones can break your bones, but words should never hurt you. We are always here no matter what and if someone says mean words just walk away and no that you are the best and only you in the whole world and are loved by many, always."
Always looking for a teaching moment, Mom adds, "Let this also be a lesson! You know now what bullying and mean words can do and feel! If you know someone that is sad, let them know that they are the best and only them in the whole world and never make anyone feel the way that they made you."  After another hug and a game of Chutes and Ladders, Wylde is snug in his bed, with a smile on his face and confidence in his heart.


Stay Funny San Diego, Daya