We were only three days into the school year, when my daughter came home complaining about the heat in school.
She plopped her backside down onto a chair, dropped her bookbag onto the floor, and looked like the last Rosa summer.
She complained and asked me how long before fall arrives? I laughed and told her that summer wasn’t even over yet, and she had to suck it up. She told me the air-conditioning had already been turned off, and she was sure that they had heat coming up through the air vents already. After shaking my head and laughing, which drew some really dirty looks my way, I assured her the heat was not on yet. After a couple of groans and winds, she told me she knew that, but that is how hot it was in the school. She wanted me to call the superintendent and tell them they had to turn on the air conditioning because it was affecting the health of the children. She held up her hand and told me she didn’t want any stories about how they didn’t have air conditioning in the schools when I went to school. She said she was pampered by the school and home having perfect air conditioning, and I’m not still having it on was affecting her mind and attitude. She was spoiled all right, but it wasn’t because of having air conditioning all the time. She was pampered and spoiled, but only because her daddy gave her everything she wanted, including her own thermostat in her bedroom and a heated bathroom connected to it..