Open letter to the lady who shouted at my four year old.

We were walking home from school - daughter on the scooter and baby in a sling. A route we had taken hundreds of times. My daughter rushes ahead and stops by the road. Except this time, she doesn't stop.

I hear myself screaming for her to stop. She made it through to the other side. No car in sight. I'm not even sure at this point how I want to drive the point home to her the importance of road safety.

A lady on the other side of the road stops her. She bends down, hand on her shoulder, and gave her a stern telling off. My heart breaks at my precious being told off. I know she is sensitive and she won't forget it for a long time. My cheeks redden in shame as I failed at protecting my daughter. The lady looks up, and says: "sometimes children need a stern word from a stranger to really drive it home".

And I thanked her. And i thank her now.
So often we say it takes a village. Well, that lady brought the village. In a village, we don't just expect the smiles and the supportive words. We want others to help bring our kids up... safely. 
This lady will always be "the scary lady" to my daughter, and I thank her for it.

I guess I'm writing this as I see a lot of "my child, my rules" and "how dare you tell my child off" posts in mum groups. I just wanted to add my voice in, saying please do tell my kids off if appropriate. In this case it could save her life one day.

my child my rules dianavonr