Boredom in the Ball Pit
7 May 2007
After 4 years of hanging out at these playgyms, I can proudly say : I CAN JUGGLE THREE BALLS!
I sit. I have balls up to my waist. What else am I supposed to do?
The only problem is… it attracts a lot of kids. Kids like jugglers. They stop and stare. They come closer, ask me questions, and try to juggle too - always smiling and laughing.
I used to play along and chat happily to them. Tell them funny stories, while juggling. A bit of slapstick. Engage them in my performance. They loved it. I was good. I was like, the coolest mum ever.
But then the obnoxious ones would emerge. They ask me why I’m doing the same trick over and over. They demand I do cooler tricks. They throw balls at me and call me crap.
And suddenly I am a CHILD ENTERTAINER. An unpaid child minder. Like hell! I don’t pay money to come here, to look after other people’s kids, and then have to put up with this!
So now if an unsupervised child tries to talk to me while I’m juggling, I say, “Are you lost? QUICK! GO FIND YOUR MOTHER! THERE’S A LOST CHILD OVER HERE!”
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