Sometimes I Would Much Rather Run Away



Once upon a time, late one evening in a home in Barbados, there was a conversation.

“See, you haven’t washed this dish properly.”

“Yes I did.”

“No, you didn’t.  Hold it up to the light.  See the marks on the glass?” 


“There, in the corners. It’s still dirty.”

“I don’t see anything.”

“You don’t want to see.  Just wash the dish again.”

“But mummy …”

“Wash. The. Dish. Now. Please.”

And yes, it was late in the evening and I was so tired it would have been easier to just wash the dish myself instead of using my breath for so much conversation.  I knew that Nathan felt the same way too but what lesson would he have learnt if I kept fixing his mistakes?  Nothing – except laziness and irresponsibility.  Read more


Gale Weithers | Barbados | E-mail:  | Twitter: @WeithersLiving

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