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As I went to my sons school I entered into to go speak with one of his teachers as I had checked in and went along the hall to where my son teacher was as I done so.... As a woman appoached me then she spoke and told me to stop... Stop right there... Startled me... As I stopped I turned around Then she said... Young lady Where are you to be??? You are skipping Class... You need to come with me... Right Now!!! I smiled and then said... I am sorry but you have mistaken me I am actually a parent I am here to see my son and his teacher She then looked at me... and said... as laughing in the air.. she said... that is a good one.. Now... Come with me.. I am taking you to the Principles office I thought and then said.. oh... no your not... Then she said... Oh...Yes I am.. then she called on her radio.. then some others.. men came Then she said... Please Escort this young woman to Principles office I could not believe my eyes... I then pulled out my ID... But she said... She still didn't believe me... For tis I must have made the ID Very Tricky... So we all went to the Principles office There I had a Very hard time Proving I was not a Teen... I had to get my son out of Class to verify who I was... As well again displaying my ID.. I can not believe... as Still in this time is the same... I no longer go to my sons school Unless I have an apt.... As many say... I look so young.. I not know why... my looks have not changed but I myself... am grown I am not that old But nor am I that young As I always must explain... I am not a Teenager... I am an adult I am a mother I am maybe what tis be a young grandmother I am a Woman... of Christ... God has His Reasons Why... I still be looking young As many state a Teenager... Even in the Schools of my daughters and son As many of my friends ask me... what tis my secret how do I stay looking so young Tis is crazy... for tis as I say... a mystery But tis I must say... tis quite embarressing for me and my children.. As God's Wills so shall be but tis a True mystery to me.... For way I see.. tis be As With God... is the Fountian of Youth Come to Jesus... For With God.. All things are possible
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