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It’s okay NOT to be okay

I like this retelling of a classic story…

Baby bear goes downstairs, sits in his small chair at the table. He looks into his small bowl. It is empty. ‘Who’s been eating my porridge?’ he squeaks.

Daddy Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his big chair. He looks into his big bowl and it is also empty. ‘Who’s been eating my porridge?!?’ he roars.

Mummy Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and yells, “For God’s sake, how many times do I have to go through this with you idiots? It was Mummy Bear who got up first. It was Mummy Bear who woke everyone in the house. It was Mummy Bear who made the coffee. It was Mummy Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night and put everything away. It was Mummy Bear who swept the floor in the kitchen. It was Mummy Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch the newspaper and croissants. It was Mummy Bear who set the table…’

Baby Bears bottom lip was wobbling but she was on a roll…

“It was Mummy Bear who walked the dog, cleaned the cat’s litter tray, gave them their food, and refilled their water. And now that you’ve decided to drag your sorry bear-backsides downstairs and grace Mummy Bear with your grumpy presence, listen carefully, because I’m only going to say this once….

I HAVEN’T MADE THE ******* PORRIDGE YET!”

I’ll tell you why I like it. Because even brilliant people can lose their rag. Being a 2%er isn’t about always being right or always being nicey-nicey. It’s not about sticking an inane grin on your face and pretending to be happy when you’re seriously hacked off. Sometimes it’s perfectly OK to be angry and upset. And, hopefully, if this message has sunk in with daddy and baby bears everywhere and you will make mummy bear’s porridge in future.

Thank you.