Raising Monsters

I usually directly turn my phone’s video camera on when such things happen in front of me. Sadly, this time I was so appalled I forgot that I was even holding my phone in my bare hands – and that it actually had battery for once.

Here’s what happened. I had a meeting with one of Ashrafieh’s production houses. I was waiting for the elevator to come to take me to the 6th floor, and three beautiful blond kids approached me along with their – I’d call her – Ethiopian ‘nanny’. She was fixing their clothes and telling them to stay away from the elevator’s door so that they wouldn’t hurt themselves.

THEN, I witnessed the rage of a real Cruella, the children’s Mom.
“Why didn’t you close your windows? The kids closed their windows and YOU didn’t. Why didn’t you close them? If you didn’t close them, who would do it… ME?”

Cruella’s voice was beyond the average intensity of anything our ears are bound to hear. She was addressing the nanny.
“EH? Eh? Answer Me! Why didn’t you close it” Cruella continued to scold.

The elevator came and we all rushed in: Cruella, the nanny, the three kids, and I.

Unfortunately, Cruella had the same destination as myself. She buttoned the 6th floor as well.

The elevator didn’t move. The nanny and I were standing facing a white wall.

Cruella murmured to me that I should move away from the wall and then literally barked at the nanny, “Why are you standing like this! Move away from the wall! How can the elevator travel and you’re standing like this!”  “MOOOOOVE!”, she roared.

“Sorry” whispered the nanny in a low discrete voice.

Standing there, I had no choice but to blurt something out loud.

“Please do not shout at her like that” I asked gently.

“Yih! Who are you to ask me to not shout at her? Am I interfering in your personal life? It’s my life and I can say and do whatever I want. You can treat your ‘servant’ the way you want. It’s none of your business how I speak to her…Yih!”

Disappointed from her reply,“She takes care of your kids, she helps you, be nice,” I said. “ It’s basic human rights,” I continued. (I felt I looked stupid when I said that, but I was literally revolted)

Cruella got furious, blabbing to herself, I could feel the dark clouds ranging from both sides of her ears.

I got to the production house. To my surprise, Cruella wanted to cast her kids for some upcoming commercials. She waited for me, eyeing her throughout the conversation, as I spoke to the manager. Should I tell her anything infront of everyone in the production house? Should I call Child Control to take those beautiful young angels away from her and save a planet? Or, should I just be sorry for such mothers living among us raising up monsters? Monsters who will eventually, instead of being grateful to others, exploit the power given to them to abuse the less fortunate?

Think of it this way, there are two possibilities: The nanny being abused will either >

A. Keep on being nice and tolerating this harsh treatment > the kids would grow up believing it is just normal to shout at those who work for them > we will raise a generation of arrogant, power-blinded, ungrateful cocky selfish assholes

B. Or she will literally take her revenge on the vulnerable kids when the parents aren’t around (and we all know that the parents aren’t most of the times around these days) > we will raise a generation of psychologically disturbed kids

I don’t know if you agree on this, but I hope you just think twice everytime you see a nanny , a helper, or a cleaner at any household, company, or club you’re at. Put yourselves in their shoes for 2 seconds, and no matter what is going through in your mind at the moment, try to draw a smile on your face to their direction and try to let them feel you’re grateful they’re around to clean your toilets at clubs, cook your food, take care of your kids, and wipe the floor your shoes step on.

I don’t hate you Cruella, I detest your parents for creating a monster*

With Love,

M

*this has nothing to do with lady gaga monsters ^_^

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dear lebanesers

dear lebanesers,
1. hayfa wehbe is hot, stop trying to be cool saying shes not
2. no guy would fake being gay to gain attention, so get over yourselves
3. your plastic surgeries wont make him love you more, if it did.. goodluck with changing his diapers and in being cheated on once gravity plays its role on ur extra cheese
4. pose infront of the camera not in the middle of clubs. dance. move. ruin ur makeup. let there be a pond under your armpits. its understandable.
5. reading a book or anything longer than 10 lines is okay, it wldnt make you seem less cool or lifeless
6. theres a difference between fuckbuddies and lovers, thats why the two words exist in urban dictionary
7. make up makes all girls(not just this one) look more attractive, thats why they put it; you are no genius
8. deleting the bridge btween ur distinct eyebrows is being clean, dont panic and outsmart our eyesight – dont leave few rocks from the bridge. you can do it. if you cant do it, no one can :))
9. doing the duckface, selfies, and mirror pictures for girls is like playing a fifa game for guys, theres no need to comprehend it – just accept it
10. we live in lebanon. not in brazil nor germany, not in USA nor Iran, not in France nor Canada
11. traveling to a country doesnt make you one of its citizens
12. stop investigating celebrities’ roots, even if they had lebanese origins, if they were living in lebanon they wouldnt have become celebrities.
with love
M