Readers! Just got this article from a self-described “heathen daddy from Attleboro, Mass.” who summarized the story thusly:
A kindergarten girl gets on wrong bus on her second day of after-school care. Instead of going to the program she gets on the bus for home, gets home, realizes she made a mistake because no one is home, knocks on the neighbor’s door in tears, neighbor takes her in, gives her a snack, calls her mom, grammy comes for the afternoon.
When I grew up that was called “S*** happens, that’s why we live in a neighborhood where we watch each others backs.” Now it’s called “Parent’s Worst Nightmare” and cause for a one-on-one meeting with the superintendent of schools and a front page article in the paper.
Lenore here again: Yup. Perfect summation of the article and our era. I agree that it would be miserable if my kid went through this, but a nightmare? A news story? No. The article even felt compelled to add that the girl, though upset, was “unharmed.” As if every time anything goes awry in a child’s life and her official caregivers aren’t right by her side we are supposed to assume the very worst, and it’s just remarkable that SOMEHOW, through amazing luck, this one escaped grave danger. — L