The streets this morning were full of school kids carrying fake babies. Mostly in hand-held baby carriers slung over the arm like a shopping basket. I didn’t see any boy-men with babies just impossibly young looking girl-women.In the distance one girl was sat atop the back rest of a park bench with her feet on the seat and her fake baby abandoned on the path. She herself was hunched over a mobile phone texting.
When I worked in a secondary school for a while they too had fake baby fortnight but I was never entirely sure whether the exercise really got across the implications of having a child at such a young age as I often saw many fake babies held recklessly by the arm, dragged around from lesson to lesson like a small bag of shopping. The various programmed wails of these artificial cherubs-at-arms filling the corridors and even sometimes disrupting lessons with their cries for attention.