I’ve been a busy person but I always make sure to keep up with the news. In fact lately, I’ve made it a point to keep up with the rain. We are in a crisis after all, um, a very grave water crisis. No sign of a downpour, not even heavy rain. Er, we had some droplets last week but since then, it’s been lovely, warm and golden.
By we, I mean greater California.
I’ve also kept up with the plane, the missing jumbo. The one I thought had finally left enough debris/ evidence, I was almost sure they found it. I think of the families who suffer on a daily basis. No closure, no news. The debris was just tiny bits of fishing equipment. Although they have now discovered a ping. Not one, but two.
I noticed hardly any attention was paid to the mudslide in Washington -so many casualties, such devastation – the images were horrific and sad.
So between all the bad news, I wanted some good news. I wanted to smile, I wanted to laugh, I wanted to celebrate. Apart from the queen’s visit with the Pope – erm, she looked pretty in lavender – and bonny prince George on his first overseas visit to my second home – Australia, the news has not been great. Today, there was a stabbing in Philadelphia – A horrific incident where a 16-year-old high school boy stabbed his mates with two knives leaving them critical. All I want is some good news.
This has me perplexed.
There is a crime spree on the playground. Yes, the playground. Silent bandits are gluing razor blades to play ground equipment. From swings, to slides, from wooden jungle gyms to monkey bars, no equipment is spared it seems. Police and concerned parents have found a total of 12 razor blades in East Molin Park, Philadelphia after one little boy received a nasty cut on his finger as he played on a jungle gym. The toddler is okay, the little guy was lucky. The crime is not limited to Philadelphia. There was an incident in Illinois too.
It’s Spring. Everyone begins that lovely family ritual of taking the children out doors on bike rides, to play in the park, on hikes etc. I can’t imagine not taking my children to the playground. It is the one thing they love no matter where we are in the world. I take them every chance I get.
So I ask, what does this mean for parents? Do we sweep the park, do we don uniforms and form an alliance, do we call ourselves Parents Against Razor Blades? what do we need to do to make a simple playground safe? It is bad enough when we have to keep our children safe from strangers who have no business being at a park, or those who race cars through the neighborhood when a sign clearly states – Children at Play. Now, we have to check play ground equipment. We have to make sure our children are safe every time they get on a slide or swing on the monkey bars. When will it end?
Why can’t a playground be just a playground? there’s enough going on in the world without a plague of blades adding to our woes.
What do you think dear readers? Shouldn’t our playgrounds be safe for our children?
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