~ The Boy Who Made You Cry ~

This sign hangs in my Varmint’s room, given to her by a friend who was cleaning out her own daughter’s room at the time.

I’ll be straight with you:  It makes no sense to me.

I mean, I get that the gist of it is not to make such a big deal about young boys who make young girls cry…or even older ones for that matter.  But there is something in the wording that makes me cock my head like a dog who is desperately trying to understand English.

If no boy is worth making you cry, then the second part of that sentence isn’t workable.  ‘The one that is’, isn’t.  We’ve just established in the beginning of that sentence that he cannot exist.

Spock would be having a conniption.

I know that there are thousands of these signs hanging up in little girls rooms all over the country…but doesn’t anyone else see the problem…both grammatical and in meaning?

And let’s be frank, I’ve had many very worthy boys make me cry.  It’s a lie to infer that a worthy boy wouldn’t.  It’s the very fact that we are 1) human and 2) can care enough about someone, that they are able to do just that…make us cry.  Maybe not on purpose…but it’s life.  We are destined to hurt or disappoint eachother….by the very nature that we are human and we care.

So if I have such a problem with this sign, why do I still have it hanging up on my Varmint’s wall?  Well, like I said, it was a gift, and I don’t want to hurt my friend’s feelings.

I don’t want to make her cry.

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