I had the unpleasant task of disciplining Farah again. This time, over her mobile phone bill. She's managed to rack up over $200 worth of calls, the bulk of which were for video streaming and downloading ringtones.
When the husband and I gave her the phone and the mobile plan, we made it clear to her that we would only pay a certain amount of the bill and if she used more than the amount, she would need to cover the difference from her allowance. It was done in the hopes of instilling some responsibility on her part. But I guess that has limited effect.
After a good straight talk, she and I agreed that her punishment would be in the form of me docking her phone for a month since there is no way she could ever cover the difference in the bill amount from her allowance. Did I mention I *hate* having these kinds of talk?
Right after that talk, I had to review Danial's English composition. The subject was fairy tales and the task was to write a different ending to "Cinderella". He wrote of Cinderella riding a motorcycle as opposed to having a carriage, and ditching it at the palace when the clock struck 12. The ending though was what caught me by surprise.
He wrote: "The prince was going from door to door, looking for Cinderella, the owner of the motorcycle. Cinderella's step sisters locked her in the room when they heard the prince was nearby. When the prince was at their house, the step sisters said they have not seen her from the night of the party, and that she might have run away from home.
From that night, the prince was broken hearted, but he chose another woman and married her. He lived happily ever after. Cinderella was also broken hearted, but she could not find another prince and lived sadly ever after."
*Gulp*. The pessimism! It's uncanny! I guess it's true what they say. The apple does not fall very far from the tree.
2 comments:
I think its unnecesarily capitalistic that cell phone companies can charge you for connecting to an internet that your phone is as capable of doing as it is of calling or text messaging. I also hate the ringtones, caller tones, and all that jazz. What's wrong with a regular ring? And if a phone comes preprogrammed with some songs, why not come with more or more interesting ones? It just plays into the gullible consumer that children with cellphones are becoming earlier and earlier.
Good luck paying that off!
I hear ya. I don't even know how to connect to the internet via my phone! And why would I need to?
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