tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141151674921716750.post3519807549120380218..comments2023-03-24T04:48:45.809-07:00Comments on Language Is A Virus: Ten O'clockUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141151674921716750.post-84508371829739129272010-05-05T21:20:57.730-07:002010-05-05T21:20:57.730-07:00Wow what a story. I made me go kiss one sleeping k...Wow what a story. I made me go kiss one sleeping kid and nag the other who was not yet asleep.Victoria JK Dunnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01002803636069191866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141151674921716750.post-76675730747142816452010-05-05T18:27:56.935-07:002010-05-05T18:27:56.935-07:00The exact same thing happened last year (perhaps e...The exact same thing happened last year (perhaps exactly 12 months ago) on the school playground after school...a little boy, no older than 2, in his *very* full, sagging diaper and tennis shoes, wandering around, with NO ONE with him. Kept asking him if he's with mommy, daddy, brother, sister...he couldn't speak. Kept asking all the kids on the playground if he's with them, no one knew him. Another mother and I were concerned...she called the police and waited for the police. After the police came, a young kid, about nine, came running from three blocks ahead (saw him running towards the playground) to pick the little boy up. Of course, the police had to talk to him. I drove around a little bit after this and saw the police car in front of a house three blocks away from the school. Scary world out there, I'll tell you that!!! <br /><br />This is a very descriptive piece. I like it and will hug my kids again before I go to bed.Sheshehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02339114618356896311noreply@blogger.com