Caren Krutsinger Poet Narrative

I Will Never Have a Grandchild

I will never have a grandchild Mrs. Lee lamented.
How old are your boys? I asked.
Forty-six and forty-eight.
You don’t know that, I said. There is hope.

They live at home with us, she told me.
I make their meals, I do their laundry. I clean their rooms.
I am shocked.
She has been a special ed teacher for forty years.
Teaching other people’s children basic life skills.

Do they have jobs? I ask.
No. They play video games all night.
or they meet their friends and play music.
I am speechless.

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Gershon Wolf June 29, 2022 at 6:41 PM This actually is true way too often these days. WAY TOO OFTEN, I say. Mrs. Lee, Kick the bums out already. Give 'em an assignment: Grandchildren or Bust! You've touched on a sore spot with me, I guess. Thanks, Caren Caren Krutsinger June 30, 2022 at 7:18 PM It is crazy to me. Her JOB for 40 years was to teach other people's children LIFE SKILLS and she was a fantastic teacher!

L Milton Hankins June 29, 2022 at 11:20 AM I suspect she is right. Sounds like her "boys" are content with their lives and have no reason to change. If they were my sons, I'd take a totally different view. I'd probably tell them to get out and make a life for themselves! Caren Krutsinger June 29, 2022 at 3:31 PM I feel sad that they never will seem to develop self confidence, being enabled by this.