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Monday, May 03, 2004

At Jacob's soccer game this Saturday I went over to congratulate him on scoring a goal after the coach switched him out with the other rotation of kids. He was hanging his head and sitting sort of across from the other three kids (two girls, one boy). As I walked up I heard the boy saying, "He's just selfish."

Then as I walked up one of the girls said, "He eats grass!" Jacob responded with "Quitit." I noticed he was rubbing his eyes and was obviously hurt. I ignored the girl at first and said, "Great job Jacob! You scored again!" and offered him some more of what I'm wondering should be ruled an illegal substance for Jacob during soccer games: Coke. The one bratty little girl said again something about Jacob eating grass, and the other girl chirped in with "Yeah." The kicker is that there was another adult sitting there with them and had said nothing. I asked the girls if they thought Jacob looked happy and asked them why they weren't being kind. The little girl said, "He does. He eats grass - my mom's the coach - and she saw him put grass in his mouth." So I plucked a blade of grass, "What, you mean like this?" and put it in my mouth like a toothpick. "Ewwww!, you don't know what's on it!" I asked them, "Who made this grass?" The not so mouthy little girl without pause said, "God." Anyway, I mentioned how God made the grass and God created us and we should be kind to one another and they are a team and they should talk nicely to their teammates and encourage one another and they are the BLUE TEAM! etc. The smart-mouthed coaches kid warmed up to the idea after a bit, and acknowledged that yes, she doesn't like it when her brother teases her. Jacob was beaming by the time I left to go back and sit down.

Jacob asked me later that day while riding by on his bike, "Daddy, you know why I was looking down when you came over?"

"Why's that buddy?"

"Cause I was crying and I didn't want them to see me."

Ouch. The enemy comes to steal, kill and destroy.

This was a minor battle, but it's more evidence that we are in a world at war.

5/03/2004 10:46:00 AM by Todd Bacon 0 comments

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