Catty girls

I know in my past life I personally dealt with catty girls. But now that I'm a mom it's worse. Now I would never say that my girls are perfect, especially when they deal with each other, but I hope that my husband and I have instilled in them some sort of respect for other people.

Now I know that during Junior High there are a lot of different factors contributing to all the odd and often mean behavior. The least of which is hormones. I know grown women that still don't deal with that very well. One thing I've noticed is that girls don't need to have hormones as an excuse to be cruel and go out of their way to get someone else in trouble.

Take for instance what is happening at my daughter's junior high right now. There is a girl who is pretty much a prim a donna. From the time she was two her mother has hauled her around to beauty pageants around the country. Now this family has barely enough money to buy food but they still find a way to pay for these pageants. I'm not criticizing their choice, I don't agree with it but not criticizing. My point is this, that these pageants have lead this girl to think that she should be given special consideration when being dealt with. Now for the reality check. The special consideration doesn't fly with other junior high girls. So rather than accepting this, the prim a donna makes things up, cries a river to her mom, and the mom calls school. Now this prim a donna only specifies certain students, mostly the popular girls who just want to hang out and have fun. Now comes the visit to the principles office and the talking to from the coach.

Now for the most part the populars handle it well. Of course there is the self-righteous anger and the wispering behing the back. But I found that what they didn't do worked the best. That was not saying anything at all. This really infuriated prim a donna. She didn't get the reactyion she wanted which was, a huge suck up so no one else got into trouble.

Well that insited another call from the mom to the school but the populars didn't care by that time.

Oh how I hate junior high.