Family at the playground

Life of working father Struggling the system with no luck


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Place in the Heart

Sitting on the bench, my kids playing in the park
There are many empty park benches.
Yet one mother sits next to me.
She is pregnant and has a baby
“I see you a lot here”
I smile
She continues, “So tell me, have one child, she is all  my world, and I am pregnant, how can you love another child? How do you have more room in your heart?”
I smile
It’s beyond the the rules of physics I answer
When the second child has born, a new in room createdat your haert.
But not at the expense of the existing room and without heart expands.
that’s how it is
She smiles
Stroking her belly
Thank she says
And going
The girls come to me
Dad, what this woman want?
She wants to study physics, I smile
The girls also laugh

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Another day at the park

Sitting in the park
The girls  are playing
A mother comes, with phone in hand
Her kid hanging from her dress

I drink coffee and watch the trees
The woman suddenly shouts: cockroach!
She grabs me by my shirt

From afar my daughter looks at us
She does not see the danger
Lady, I try to calm her
It’s just a bug

Kill him! She tells me
I smile, I can not
Kill him! She hysterical
I know you, you’re in here every day, like you do not have any job at all
So do something useful in your life
And kill this cockroach

She shakes me, screaming into my ear
My daughter arrives,
Picks up the cockroach in her hand and takes him away from this woman

My savior
I thank her with a wink
She smiles and asks
Can you build with me a sand castle?


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The day that I quit my job

A man is sitting in his office
Yesterday he promised himself
That tomorrow will not be the same
But tomorrow has come
The coffee is the same coffee
And in a month from now or maybe a little less
He will not remember this day
And the day will follow
From time to time he misses
Days he was simple worker
But then the salary was not something
And now he has “good work”
He longs to change
But it is impossible
“You can not do what you want more”
People say to him
“Now you have a family and a mortgage, and more ….”
From time to time it is burning in his stomach
And immediately turn off
Maybe it will take courage
Maybe it will happen next
Then he would remember this day
Meanwhile
Typing at the computer
Looking for comfort


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My 60th birthday

Sitting on a bench at the park

My children are standing in front of me.

Sitting next to me – my father

He says:

“What a waste, you should have learn programming, computers”

The kids says: Dad, Come play with us

I jump, play, roll with them on the grass

“What will you do when you’re 60 years old?” He shouts to me

“I have no idea, for 60th birthday” I answer

He is angry

“So, what do you have to say?” He asks angrily

“Dad,” I pause the game.

“Come play with us”


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Big changes

It is hard for people to accept something new.
I don’t have any steady job. This statement can undermines anyone in front of me.
Some would raise an eyebrow, some asks what’s my problem. The first sentence of people which I haven’t seen for ages is: “Hey, we heard that you’re not working, is  it right?”
My wife loves her job, she is a career woman, I like to sit in the park, watch my daughters playing.
If the situation were reversed, my wife was sitting at the park and I was working nobody would ask what her problem is.
But the situation is not reversed. And until something will change. I sit in the playground.


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Dad tries – and fail

I had no choice. I was told my daughter’s class will be 35 students. I know it is the standard permitted, and parents live peacefully with this fact, but to me it seems shocking and absurd, how we have After I sent several letters I realized I needed to be creative. I made an appointment with the head of education, I invited him over for a barbecue, and after drinking a few glasses of wine, I asked: “How can I reduce the number of students in the class?” He tipped me his head and whispered: “Quite simply, you’ll find one more child will be added to class , once the number of students exceeding 36 children they have to split the class into 2 ” Now, where can I find another child? I looked at friends from other neighborhoods, nobody agreed to bring his child, it turns out that what is important to them this child would be the best place for him, I also tried with the homeless, immigrants, illegal aliens, etc., no one showed interest. Creativity requires me again I posted on Facebook about new competition. With prizes. First prize, a class with only 20 students. Tens of thousands were registered for the competition. I chose someone at random and told him that he had won, and now all that is left to him is to go through my neighborhood and sign up for school. Parents agreed, a few days later I received a letter from the principal informing me that it has received approval from the Ministry of Education to open an unusual class of 37 children I went to city hall, I entered the Department of Education, looked frowning clerk and in doing so, without taking my eyes I reached up and knocked on the table. To my surprise, the table broke and a glimmer of a tree injuring my finger, got a lot of blood At the hospital I told the nurse my story, she said it was all nonsense and you can get used to anything. “let go”, she said to me “and stop so protect your daughter, let her be independent and rely on” I thought about what she said to me I went home, my head down, ashamed. I leaned toward my dear daughter, “I tried,” I said, “but I had failed,” she looked at me, then smiled and asked, “Dad, you can go play in the sand?”