I Was Concerned

I felt genuinely very concerned. Those children across the street... what is going to become of them? They leave their toys on the front lawn and then the parents have to tidy up after them. How are these children ever going to learn responsibility? They do not go anywhere on their own, whether it is to sports, friends or to school - their parents drive them everywhere.

One cannot help being concerned. I know for sure that other people have the same concerns, but they say nothing. I cannot let this happen and just sit by in quiet. So naturally I told their mother. She was very nice, listened quietly and nodded. She would do something about it.

However, the second time that I confronted her, she became quite rude. She asked me again and again if I really thought it was my business. I told her calmly that I was just concerned and I just wanted here children to do well in life. I mean, you do not want children to grow up to spend the rest of their lives on public welfare. At this point she became particularly unpleasant and used several very bad words in a high pitch voice. I think she does not care about her children at all.