My daughter goes to public school in Geneva, and every year
they have a school party with food and drinks and performances. This year her
teacher had selected a song for the whole class to perform, which my daughter
didn’t seem too happy about, as it was not by a contemporary artist or someone
she or her friends were familiar with. Still, they were busy rehearsing, and
about two weeks ago we went about looking for a dress for the show. When my
daughter told me it the style should "cabaret," a huge red flag popped
up in my head. Cabaret? Isn’t that a bit… adult? Still, I didn’t more of it,
and we settled on a pretty cream colored dress with a ruffled skirt.
Last Friday I showed up at the performance in the school
yard and the girls were in dresses with a boa or scarf and a chair as
accessories. The boys wore striped clothes; they were inmates. Now I don’t
remember exactly all the lyrics of the song, but I do know that my daughter
danced seductively on that chair, swaying her long hair and playing with her
scarf. At one point, the boys all took out a cigarette and pretended to smoke
it. I was in shock. First thing I thought was, “if the WHO knew about this….”
But seriously I could not believe the teacher would pick this song and choreograph
a dance like this.
Before I could react, the next group came on stage and
started singing another French song, this time about a man so handsome that all
the women in town cheated on their husband. I looked over at my daughter’s
father and said: “Is it me? Am I being puritanical and stuck-up?” He agreed
with me that it was inappropriate and suggested I write to the school
principal. All I could think of by now was, thank god we are going to the
Philippines. It is true that I allow her to surf the net and watch videos on
youtube, so was this really any worse or was I being hypocritical and naïve? Anyway,
the whole thing made me feel very uncomfortable, but all I managed to say to my
daughter was that I thought it was a bit of an adult choice for a children’s
show. She didn’t really seem to think much of it.

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