Sunday, October 12, 2008

Grandpa WHO!?

My daughter S came home from school and said, "I'm having a baby this weekend. His name is Courtin Ray."

She is taking a parenting class required for all teenage girls and boys here in our school district. The "baby" is an animatronic doll that has batteries and a timer. It wants to be fed at least every three hours for 15 minutes, then burped for 15 minutes, and has to have its diaper changed regularly. It cries when it is hungry, cries differently when it is tired, has another cry for a diaper change. If you drop it, it has sensors that record the blow, and it can die

As a teacher, I can appreciate what they want these girls to learn, but I HATE THESE DOLLS! The girls bring them into my class, and all work stops. The boys want the girls to fail, so are constantly trying to bang up the doll. The girls all want to play with it, hold it, whatever, and then, just as you are in the middle of teaching some concept, the thing starts crying and disrupts things all over again. Want can't they echo real life, and make the girls pay for a day care during school hours. How much more real can it get? (Just kidding)

She turns hers back in tomorrow at noon, then someone else gets it. Goodbye, and Good riddance. You can visit with the rest of the kids at Christmas.

Take care. Stick.

1 comment:

Inside Stories said...

I had to have them in my classrooms too, and I feel your pain. Luckily none of my girls ever brought one home, though, but we did have 2 real babies come live with us. :0)