what sort of mother are you?

i saw something really bad once after school.
tehre was a small boy, around 5 i'd say. prep. his mother - very young, was riding a bike and attached was a leash, connected to this young boy. who in the right mind could expect the young boy to be able to catch up with his mum, who was riding fast, on the road. surrounded by cars.

it was shocking.

and as if she wasnt doing anything wrong, she turned around and said to the young boy
"HURRY UP YOU F*CKING SON. I DONT HAVE ALL DAY"
The boy was soo helpless, so small, too scared to speak up, so instead tried to run faster before the leash pulled him to the ground. He had a big bag on as well. he wanted to cry, but he didnt. he was puffing. he was tired.
his mum then discarded her cigerette onto the road, where he was running. so that she may ride faster.

and so i couldnt help but cry for this little boy. he was the smallest kid ever. big eyes, brown hair, uniform too big for him.and he just ran, as if he was used to it.

i wished i had the courage to speak up and say something -but i dont cause i suck at this social justice stuff. or just stab that bike.
cause although there are many things happening in this world that are far worse, a child shouldnt live a life where his own mother cannot love him. he should have an actual childhood of fun and laughter, not taunting memories of his junkie 'mother'.

so to him:
i hope you are well. and dont follow your mother's footsteps when you grow older. work hard in school, get a good job, stay healthy and stay strong, dont smoke. and although your mother is a bitch, at the end of the day, she's still forked out money for you to go to school. that MUST mean something right? if that is all she can offer you, make use of it.
and maybe one day, you can return the favour. God bless