Little boys, big trouble?

Writers: Chelle, Jelena
Date Posted: 23rd January 2012

Characters: Parme, Gedon
Description: Parme goes to see another mother about a problem with her son.
Location: Sunstone Seahold
Date: month 5, day 18 of Turn 6
Notes: Mentor Approved

Parme sighed heavily as she closed the door of her cot behind her and
set off to a neighboring cothold with a frown on her face. Her
youngest had gotten into a fight with one of the other boys in his
harper class. Now Elson had been properly dealt with, she had decided
it might be a good idea to talk to the other boy's mother. She had
left Talma in charge of Elson's punishment - quite a heavy load of
chores - and made her way to the other family's cothold. When she
arrived, she didn't waste any time and knocked on the door with a
quick. "Hello?"

The door came slightly open to reveal a small face looking out at the
woman. "Hello," the small person offered.

"Hello there," Parme said, looking down at the child at the door. "I'm
Parme, Elson's mom. Can I speak to your mother for a moment, please?"

"Hold on." The door shut. Then a yell could be heard, followed by footsteps.
In a few moments, the door opened again and a woman of some turns
appeared.

"Can I help you?" she ventured, though there was a suspicious look on her
face as to Parme's motives for coming.

"Yes, I'm Parme," Parme said as she reached out her hand. "I'm Elson's
mother. I've heard that our boys have not been getting along too well
and I was wondering if you have some time to discuss the situation."

She had so much to do. Still, she supposed she could give the woman some
time. Opening the door further, she allowed Parme inside. "I'm Gedon."
Leading her through the entry, she brought the other woman to the living
area that sported some chairs and a sofa. "Please sit."

"Thank you, Gedon," Parme said with a gentle smile as she followed her
in and sat down. "I thought it would be wise to hear the other side of
this story. As you can imagine, Elson's version is a bit one-sided."

She picked out her own spot and sat. "Well Degas admitted to getting into
a scrap. He said, though, as the boy was calling him names, he started to
call them back."

"Hmm, I see," Parme said with a nod. "Elson insisted it was Degas who
started calling him names, but then there's no knowing that for sure
anymore. Did Degas tell you what Elson was teasing him with?"

"Mam, I may not have such a vocation as you but I do work hard for my
children. Degas wouldn't say exactly but from the look of things, I'm sure
it had to do with it." Gedon wasn't the smartest woman, but she managed
for her bunch.

"I'm going to have another serious conversation with that boy, when I
get home." Parme said with a frown on her face. "Do you think it would
help if Elson apologized? Or should he just steer clear for a while?"

Mothers always knew their children best and Parme knew that either
option could have further repercussions for the boys if they did not
choose the right course of action.

"Well it wasn't himself he was upset for. So I think maybe keepin clear
of each other is best." Gedon scratched her knee, uncomfortable with the
conversation.

"Alright," Parme nodded. "If you hear of Elson saying such things
again, could you let me know, perhaps? I want to keep a firm lid on
this." Parme would not raise her son up to be a bully or to think
lowly of anyone else.

"I spose I can, though I don't hear much what goes on really," Gedon
only paid attention to her own children. She had too much to worry about
and get done to do much else until her daughters were old enough to
help.

"Well, if your boy complains any more about Elson's behavior, I would

appreciate it if you could let me know, that's all I ask really."
Parme said with a kind smile. "I am trying my best with him, but
sometimes things slip by me unnoticed."

"Definitely hard aye. Little boys sometimes is hard." Gedon was trying her
best really, but she tended to give more attention to the girls.

"They are, aren't they?" Parme said with a sigh. "I could swear I
never had this much trouble with my oldest two, though." She shrugged
a little. "Well, I wouldn't want to take up more of your valuable
time. Unless you've got something else we should discuss?"

"I don't think so," came the quick answer. She really wanted the woman
gone. Gedon had to get lunch ready before her husband came home or
there would be problems.

"Alright then, I'll get back to my work and let you get back to
yours." With a small smile, the woman got up from her seat and waited
for Gedon to lead her out.

Instead, Gedon sent the small child to do so as she shuffled back to her
kitchen space. The small child took Parme's hand and led her through the
doorway. Before shutting it, a little grin could be seen. "Bye lady!"

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