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"My name is Stephie Peterson, I live at 1216 Brook Oaks Dr. in Country Parks Manor. I have lived in England, Texas for 8 years, i am an administrator for Grace Temple Baptist Church. Mr. Mayor I come to you today because my daughter has been moved from Regan Elementary to Jefferson Elementary. Sir my husband and I have worked hard all our lives to build a nice home in a nice neighborhood so our children could go to a good school. The reason we moved into Country Parks Manor was because we wanted our daughter to go to Regan Elementary. Now that you have changed the boundaries of our school district my daughter will be going to a school in which a lot of the children attending are from broken homes. I want to protest this action, i believe it is not fair that my daughter has to go to Jefferson Elementary. Thank you, sir."
Fast forward to 2 weeks before school.
"Linda, I tell you I am still upset about what they did to my daughter Katherine and your son Stevie. Its just not fair for them to take our children out of that school." Stephie complained.
"I agree, thats why we are going to go down to that school and play a Major role in the PTA." replied Linda.
First day of school.
"Katherine, how was your first day?" Stephie ask her daughter.
"Bye, Tommy I will see you tomorrow." Katerine said to the little boy as he walked away. "It was good mommy I met the nicest little boy, his name is Tommy, he lives right down the street."
"Thats nice Katherine but Im not so sure that is the kind of little boy you should be playing with." Stephie told her daughter.
Six Weeks Later.
"I think we should allow our children to wear costumes to the Carnival." was a statement by one of the parents at the PTA.
"Well, i just dont think it is appropriate to allow little devils, and goblins to turn our carnival into some kind of devils den." said Stephie as she got a round of applause from her neighbors.
"Im glad that we had enough votes to make sure the costumes could not be worn at the carnival," Stephie told Linda, "Katherine come over here, who was that little boy you where talking to?"
"It was Tommy, you know you met him before at school."She said
Katherine I thought I told you he wasnt the kind of little boy you should be talking to." Stephie said as she scolded her daughter.
Thanksgiving Day.
"Katherine wake up."Stephie said as she reached for her daughters clothes.
"Mommy why do we have to get up so early? I thought we werent going to Grandmas till tomorrow?" Katherine moaned.
"I know Katherine, but we have to get up so we can go help out down at the local shelter and feed all those people that dont have enough money to buy a Thanksgiving dinner. Dont you remember last year when your father and I dropped you off at Grandmas?" she ask.
Katherine shook her head.
"Well thats where we went after we dropped you off, I thought it would be a good idea if you went with me this year, your Daddy has to stay at home and work on his project for work."Stephie said. She couldnt help but feel that since of pride swell up inside.
Later that evening.
"Mommy why did everybody look like they needed a bath? Dont they know they are suppose to dress nice for Thanksgiving Dinner? Most of them look like they where going to work on their cars, or work in the yard." Katherine said.
"Why do you say that?" her mother ask.
"You know mommy, the way daddy dresses when he is doing yard work around the house. Tommys mom always dresses like that all the time, and I always wondered why?"Katherine said.
"Well honey there are a lot of people that dont have has much as we do. You see your Father and I work hard so you can have nice things, some people just dont try as hard as we do. Tell me Katherine what did you think about the day?" Stephines ask her daughter.
"Mommy Im glad that we helped those people, maybe some day they will work hard like you and daddy." she replied.
"I hope so dear." her mother commented.
"Mommy?"
"Yes, Honey?"
"Where do you think Tommy ate Thanksgiving Dinner?"
Be A Blessing,
bubba
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