As I was chatting with a co-worker the other day, she mentioned that her 3-year old daughter’s daycare isn’t having an “Easter” party this year because a parent complained last year about Easter being too religious. So this year her daycare is celebrating “Bunny Day”.
Bunny Day? I’ ve been around for awhile now and I’ve never heard of anyone celebrating Bunny Day. Maybe Hugh Hefner…? But a classroom full of 3 & 4 year olds have no clue what’s going on. All they know is that they’re being given jelly beans and chocolate without having to listen or behave.
That being the case, why the knee-jerk reaction? Why suck all the joy and ease out of our traditional holiday naming schemes to potentially avoid offending a handful of people? Just because a holiday has religious traditions as part of it’s celebration doesn’t mean there aren’t plenty of non-sectarian traditions for everyone to enjoy. Why can’t calling it “Easter” be part of both traditions?
Here’s my idea: YOU celebrate your Easter holiday your way and leave ME to celebrate my Easter holiday my way and we can each call it whatever we want. I’m all for individual expression, but publicly, let’s agree to refer to it in whatever way the bulk of society finds recognizable, okay?
Because when you invite me and my family over for ”Bunny Dinner”, I get a little leery…
Raw Drip is one woman's raw, wry, fresh, and cheeky take on parenting, relationships, life, and other important stuff. I started writing Raw Drip because my friends are scattered all over the place and as a working mother with two toddlers I have no time to talk to them on the phone, meet them for a cup of coffee - or bathe regularly. Instead, I sit my stinky solo self down at my computer and write about all the things I used to talk with them about - and then I share it all with you - my fan base, my readership, my loyal drips.
Some of you have asked about the site name, Raw Drip, what does it mean? The name was inspired by the freshly perked cup of coffee I was drinking when I decided to start writing. I guess people see the word "raw" and just assume that the name has something to do with porn. It doesn't. I also don't write about: raw meat storage, raw food dieting, photos of people in the raw, or an obscure Japanese band named Raw Drip.
So dudes, if you've inadvertently stumbled upon my site while surfing for porn, my apologies. Unfortunately for you, you've landed in a place that's all chick-chat, with occasional penis references thrown in just for fun. At Raw Drip, the truth is harsh. But if you're man enough to handle it, keep reading. If not, move it along...
There. Are we all clear now? No porn here.
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Samantha
Big Drip, Mom, wife and training geek
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