…sneer at the names children are given by their parents?
I ask, because, on occasion, I hold my nose and take a peek at the ‘Guardian’ educational pages, where one sometimes finds articles like this one:
In my roles of moral icon, sage, clot and dotard, I have been asked many questions. The most frequent goes thus:“Can we send Hugo/Rhapsody/Electra to your school?”
“Yes! Turn right at the lights. Multiple assassins and wolf children apart, we are fiercely inclusive.”
But this is no time for levity. For this is the great question. The white-knuckled, middle-class, bad-faith and very tedious question.
What they really want to know is:
“Can nice middle class children cope in the inner-city comp?”
When 15-year-old DeKendrixWarner accidentally stepped into deeper water while wading in the Red River in Shreveport, he panicked.
JaTavious Warner, 17, Takeitha Warner, 13, JaMarcus Warner, 14, Litrelle Stewart, 18, Latevin Stewart, 15, and LaDarius Stewart, 17, rushed to help him and each other.
None of them could swim. All six drowned.
And ask yourself why not?