Thursday, October 8, 2009


She recalled the painful years when she was growing up.
"I had the meanest mother in the world, " this ananymous person wrote . " while other kids ate candy for breakfast, I had to have cereal, eggs, and toast. When others had coke and candy for lunch, I had to eat a sandwich , as you can guess, my dinner was different from other kids!
"My mother insisted on knowing where we were at all times. You'd think we were on a chain gang.She had to know who our friends were and what we were doing. She insisted that if we said we'd be gone for one hour, that we would be gone one hour or less."
"I am ashamed to admit it, but she actually had the nerve to break the Child Labor Law. She made us work! We had to wash all the dishes, make beds, learn to cook, and all sorts of cruel things. I believe she laid awake nights thinking up mean things to do to us."
" She always insisted on us telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. By the time we were tennagers she was much wiser, and our life became even more unbearable."
" None of this tooting the horn of a car for us to come running, she embarrassed us no end by making our dates and friends come to the door to get us. I forgot to mention, while my friends were dating at the mature age of 12 or 13 , my old-fashioned mother refused to let me date until I was 15 or 16."
" My mother was a complete failure as a mother. None of us has ever been arrested, or beaten a mate. My brother served his time in the service of his country. And whom do we blame for this terrible way we turned out? You're right, our Mean Mother !"
" look at all the things we missed. We never got to take part in a riot, burn draft cards , and a million and one things that our friends did . She made us grow up into God-fearing , educated, honest adults."
" Using this as a background, I am trying to raise my children. I stand a little taller and I am filled with pride when my children call me Mean. You see, I thank God He gave me the meanest mother in the world."

From this , I would say the country doesn't need a 5-cent cigar; it needs more "Mean Mothers......and Dads."
Our Daughter is such a one : )


  1. I put an a where an o should be.

  2. Choose posting, edit posts and you can edit it. :)

    And yes...I want to me a mean mom! lol