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Clarissa's Blog

An academic's opinions on feminism, politics, literature, philosophy, teaching, academia, and a lot more.

Unappreciated

After I spent an hour and a half picking up toys, food remnants, and bits of torn tissue that three kids left created in the process of actively playing for 4 hours, N came in, looked around, and said, “Wow, the kids really changed since last year. The place is spotless! They made no mess at all. Incredible!” 

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2 thoughts on “Unappreciated

  1. Ha! Did you then get asked what you’d done today?!
    Sounds familiar.
    Enjoying your blog – from a feminist & mother too.


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    • Oh yes, there was a time when Klara was an infant when I got asked that on regular occasions. Then he stayed with her for a day and the questions stopped.

      Glad to have you here!

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