Saturday, September 04, 2010

One drop of blood, one bucket of heartache

These are Tasha's half-siblings. They all share the same father but not the same mother. Neither the baby-faddah nor any of his three ( or more?) baby muddas has a job; despite being grown they just continue to live at home with their own parents. 
And keep having unwanted children.

The children spend their time shuttling between one yard and another, typically tossed to the other parent when there is a behavior problem -- "she too much chobble" or "he too face-ty" (feisty) -- or when school fees are due.

Regardless, they are usually under the care of one of their grandmothers more often than not. It's always the grandmothers who seem to step in and raise the unwanted generation, isn't it? They pay the bills, feed and clothe them, provide the only stability they know.
Let's hope they do a better job with their grandchildren than they did with their own kids........maybe they are older and wiser now, hmmm?

"If you bungle raising your children, I don't think whatever else you do matters very much."  Jacqueline Kennedy


Raj said...

Amen amen amen to the quote you posted from Jacqueline Kennedy. I teach kids like these. I fostered ten kids like these. So much potential and beauty, wasting away from neglect and abuse.

Melanie said...

Beautiful drawing and very heartfelt sentiment.

Rachana Shakyawar said...

Really Touched with this one!
Beautiful Sketch...indeed!!

dinahmow said...

Sad, but universal.

I like the monochromatic touch.

VH McKenzie said...

Thanks everyone. Raj, kudos to you for doing such good works for kids like these.

The sad thing is these kids were neglected even before they were born - either unwanted or conceived only to be used as pawns, they start life behind the eight ball.