Thursday, March 22, 2012
When The Police Are Wrong
It was Dec 23. My daughter just delivered donated Christmas presents to a family. The mother of this family thanked her and asked in broken English, "Can you please help me? I am a baker. If I work tonight, I will get paid over time and then I will be able to buy gifts for my children for Christmas. Can you babysit for me?" When my daughter explained this situation to me, I was leary of letting her babysit in an unfamiliar place. We didn't know these people or anything about them. The mom would start work at 8pm and work all night and the dad was a cab driver who would be home around 2 am. The whole family spoke little English. I called the rectory to see if they knew anything about this family. No, they were just on a list of people who asked for donations. We wanted to help and considered our options. I could babysit, but I still had so much wrapping and cooking to do. My other daughters were scheduled to waitress for Christmas parties. Then my daughter had an idea. What if her guy friend who is also fluent in another language, babysat with her? This works! And he agreed to help. When the two of them got to the house, my daughter called and informed me it wasn't the language she thought it was that they spoke, but something else! And they didn't know what it was. So the 2 17 year old good souls played all evening with the 3 younger good souls, and put them to bed and waited until the dad came home from work at 2 am. When he did get home he thanked them very very much for helping his family. As my daughter and her friend drove the car away from the home they realized those sirens behind them were for them! They pulled into a McDonalds parking lot. The cop puts on his hat and strolls to their car, shines the flashlight in the drivers face and then my daughters face and then in the rest of the car. And asks to see the license. He then informs the teens that they are breaking the law by breaking curfew, and they cannot be out after midnight. When the kids tried to explain why they were out so late, the officer laughed and said, "yea right...I was 17 once too."
Posted by Annmarie Pipa at 3:19 PM