Although we had a blast at the aquarium on Sunday, it was almost ruined by our train ride home.
In Boston, our subway is referred to as the “T” and it is a people watcher’s dream. Or, as is sometimes the case, a nightmare. I hate driving into the city because parking is so expensive. So we usually end up driving south of Boston and taking the Red line in. It’s cheaper, often quicker and almost always an educational experience.
On our way back, four people got on the train in South Boston (or “Southie” for those of you who only know Boston through the movie Good Will Hunting). Two men, two women and a ginormous baby in a stroller. Now when I say “men and women” it’s a little misleading because they couldn’t have been more than 19 or 20 years old. And as I listened to their conversations for the next 20 minutes, I had to fight the urge to steal their baby from them, throw them under the train and raise the kid myself.
First of all, before stepping onto the train the mom flicked her cigarette away. That’s strike one. Smoking when you have a kid is just something I won’t put up with. And I’m a former smoker! But when they got on the train, they began talking — loudly — about some things that I wish I had never heard.
First of all, the baby was no more than 7-8 months but she probably weighed as much as Will. To that end, the mom began discussing her recent conversation with the pediatrician. Apparently the doctor told her the baby was obese. However, in her infinite wisdom and no doubt tapping her years of medical experience, she boldly proclaimed she was going to ignore his remarks.
Actually what she said was “I’m like fuck that, the kid’s just big. Whateva. That guy’s a fuckin’ retahd anyway.”
Then, one of the girls asks one of the guys if he’s still dating his girlfriend. This esteemed gentleman was oh-so-charming in his reply as well. And just so you know I’m not being racist or anything, these kids were all lily white as driven snow. Ignorance is colorblind.
“Nah. I dumped her afta she got the abortion. Yo that was the best day eva dog. Thank God.”
First of all, you’re on a train. In public. With people around. Maybe the abortion conversation is best saved for later. Second, I understand mistakes happen and that’s why I’m pro choice. But to be happy about it?? I don’t care if you’re the man or the woman in that situation, an abortion is never something to be thrilled about. Unless you’re a deadbeat apparently.
But the saddest thing during this ignorant conversation was staring at the cute baby in the stroller and knowing she has no chance. I know that sounds horrible, but judging by her moronic wannabe gangsta parents the odds are stacked against her.
And I realized just how important upbringing is for a child. These idiotic people on the train are her parents. They are who this little girl is going to look up to and try to emulate. They will be her world until she’s older. They are responsible for educating her, teaching her morals and making sure she’s OK. And yes, they’re young and they probably weren’t planning on having a baby. I get that. I can only imagine how I would have acted trying to raise a baby at the age of 19. But you know what? I would’ve done it and I would’ve adjusted accordingly. I wouldn’t have been perfect, but I wouldn’t have smoked in front of her and I’d listen to my doctor when he tells me she’s obese.
It kills me because unless that little girl has saintly grandparents, other relatives or a teacher takes a special interest in her, she’s screwed. And then what will happen? That little girl will grow up to be just like her brain dead parents and the cycle will continue.
I was seriously depressed for hours following that train ride. Right now that little girl has all the potential in the world, but without a decent support network in place it will be moot. And there’s nothing sadder than wasted potential. That’s why it’s nice to come back here, to my Internet world of parent bloggers, who genuinely care about their children and work hard to make sure they have a good life.
Maybe next time I’ll drive in to Boston.