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Monday, February 24, 2014

It Was Midnight When There Came a Knock on the Door

Last Thursday evening, The Man had retired and I had settled down by the fire for a nice cozy time watching some episode of 'Midsomer Murders'. The Grandson was on his half term so I didn't have to get up at the God-awful time of 6.30 a.m. the next  morning. So I was quite surprised to hear a very quiet rap on the door.

"Come in," I said expecting to hear Sam's voice in response. However, much to my surprise it was another voice with a surprising request.

"Can you take me home, please?" It was Sam's best friend, Eddy. Taken aback I turned and saw the lad, shyly looking down and looking slightly distressed. Like many lads his age in the UK he finds it difficult to explain things to an adult. Like many adults my age, I didn't fancy waking my husband at midnight with the request to get up, get dressed, and drive the boy home...

I explained that it was rather late to wake Sam's grandfather up, but Eddy had a ready answer. "My Mom will come and get me." I didn't think she would much appreciate the request any more than The Man and decided to try to find out what had happened.

Eddy and Sam have a very easy relationship -- hardly ever a cross word between them. I tried to get the  boy to tell me what had happened, what Sam had done. The only reply  he could give, as he shuffled his feet and eyed the floor uncomfortably was, "It's difficult to explain."

"Well, let's go up and talk to Sam and see if we can sort this out" I said calmly, turned my back on the telly and the cozy fireside and prepared to climb the stairs. Eddy seemed to like my suggestion and happily enough went up with me. The murderous villains of Midsomer would have to wait.

Sam was sitting up in bed, with a worried and sheepish look on his face.

"Sam, what is going on? Eddy wants to go home. Tell me what has happened."

"Well, we had a disagreement about what something means."

"So, what is it that you disagree about?" I said. In the meantime, Eddy sat down on his bed.

"Well, we disagree about what the word 'asexual' means..."

"Oh," I said, as nonplussed as possible. "So why don't you each tell me what you think it means.

I can't remember which one thought what. But one boy said,

"It means someone who wants to have a sex change operation."

And the other boy said, "It means someone who plays with himself."

I explained, with great authority,and relief, that both of them were incorrect. That, in fact, the term referred to people who were not interested in having sex at all. Then I sat by Sam on his bed and asked them both what Sam had done that had so upset Eddy. It turned out that because Eddy had disagreed with him Sam had called him an 'idiot' and 'stupid'.

So I lectured Sam about name calling and then suggested to Eddy that he learn not to take him seriously when he acts like a jerk. Eddy, magnanimously stood up and walked over to Sam and they shook hands! Sam shed a few tears of humiliation and Eddy got into his bed and Sam turned over and I assume they both fell asleep.

Crises over. Back to murder and mayhem by the fire...

30 comments:

  1. Dear Broad, all I can say is that you surely handled that well. I bet all the young mothers you meet at Sam's school want to ask your advice. Peace.

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    1. I must say that of all the things the argument could have been about -- that was not on my list!

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  2. Hello:

    What a very touching story and we are so pleased that all was resolved in the end. Sometimes it is very difficult to get into the minds of young people who do, of course, have worries and concerns as much as the rest of us. Simply they are of a different kind.

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    1. An endless source of surprises, is what they are!

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  3. Oh thank Goodness you didn't have to turn out in the middle of the night and drive Eddy home. I think you handled the situation brilliantly. Trying to rack my brains back to our school form 1 biology lesson - the life cycle of the Amoeba - that was asexual? Not that it bothered us a lot at the time either way.

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    1. I certainly was relieved that it was so easy to resolve!

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  4. Oh, I just had to laugh at this one. In fact, I read it to my husband so he could appreciate it as well. You told the story perfectly, and I do have to smile at how easily young boys can go astray with words. :-)

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    1. Many thanks, DJan! Happy to entertain!

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  5. How sweet, and well done. One of the lovely moments you two can laugh about in, say, nine or ten years.

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    1. Yes. Nine or ten years should be about right!

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  6. In the words of Agatha Christie, there is more to this than meets the eye. They only told you half the story.

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    1. Words of wisdom and experience, I am sure, Tom! But I probably don't want to go there...

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  7. Oh, well handled!
    And you managed to get back to Midsomer Murders....

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    1. And in time for the denouement, too...

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  8. If only all of the world's problems could be so easily sorted. Have you ever thought of a job at the UN? :0)

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    1. It helped a lot that both boys were wrong and nobody's nose was out of joint...

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  9. Oh, that made me laugh, Broad. Teenagers, eh? I think you handled the situation brilliantly. Our kids are growing up in a complex world, aren't they?

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  10. Oh the joys of growing up!

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  11. You handled that beautifully! Your life must have taken on a whole new turn after Sam came to live with you.

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  12. Admirable job. Yes,hubs would not have wanted to crawl out of bed. Neither would I want to go out and disturb the other parents. Happy they settled in to fall asleep. Such a simple way to handle it. You are good in crisis. Enjoyed reading this!

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  13. Oh, very well done! Three gold stars, or something equally valuable.

    Blessings and Bear hugs!

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  14. You handled that wonderfully, perfectly! Congratulations in preserving a decent night's sleep for several people and for helping to rescue/heal a friendship!

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  15. Great when you can help them find a way of resolving an argument!

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  16. An amusing story resolved at the end.

    Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

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  17. A well-solved problem and crisis averted. You did that beautifully.
    Congratulations on being calm and level headed. The boys may remember this as a lesson learned.

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  18. G'day Broad. You handled that famously . Long live a great friendship. Take care. Liz...

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  19. Brilliantly handled. Another adventure for you, in the world of being such a responsible grandparent. Sam is so lucky to have you. I am finally getting around to catching up on posts I have missed whilst travelling these last couple of months. I hate not knowing what everyone has been up to. I hope you manage to get to see the end of that episode of MM at some stage.... they do seem to repeat them quite a lot ! Jx

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  20. Well done!
    Glad the boys both listened to you and were willing to find a solution.

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