INTERESTING

Restrictions, restrictions, restrictions.

What ever am I going to do with my fifteen year old child who's been attending his first year in public school (he's been homeschooled by tutor Esmerelda the past thirteen years)? I've done everything; taken away computer privileges (because there are just too many bad guys out there up to no good at all!), given him a cellphone--the ladybug kind, of course, where the only two contactable numbers are the police and myself-- yet, why, of all children in the whole wide world, is my son depressed?

I thought through all the aspects of potential social interaction, and I've made him sever ties with those up-to-no-good, bad influence delinquents that he calls his "friends". What kind of "friend" would lend my sweet and precious child a skateboard? Worst of all, how dare my child accept the offer, does he not care about his safety and future prospects of managing the wardrobe company? Does he know how much is at risk if he breaks his arm or even a nail?

Children nowadays can't be entrusted with making decisions for themselves. It only means that parents have to take matters into their own hands, for their children's good.