Rejected, Denied, Shunned, Abjured
So, today we had the opportunity to check Zach out in his school environment. We thought we would surprise him and take him out for a treat after school. When the teacher blew the whistle for recess to be over, he ran fast and was the first in line. Zach is Pavlov perfect when it comes to stimuli like this, especially when not initiated by his parents. Anyway, he comes out of the school a few minutes later and heads to his bus. Bus number 6. We get his attention and he runs over, right? Still with me? We tell him, hey we're here to surprise you and take you home! He looks up at us and considers for a moment and then says:
I think I'd rather ride the bus.
And then he ran away and got on his bus.
Oh, man, I heard what happened to you, that was so cold! You must've felt
No, it felt real good, thanks for bringing that up, man. Hey, my parents
died when I was ten, would you like to talk about that?