Showing posts with label kids. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kids. Show all posts
Friday, October 16, 2015
Kids Are Scary
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Kids are scary because they actually listen to what you are saying. If you tell them that one of their eye's is three times the size of the other, they will believe you. Why does this give me so much grief?; because, I am a sarcastic dry person who's filter has been slowly eroded by cigarette smoke, energy drinks, and unfortunate life events. The article we read about talks about children not wanting to try hard at something that they know they can already do well. I don't think I've ever seen this first hand, but it sounds plausible.
When I was a kid, (8-16) I grew up with a lot going on around me. I think that the things I excelled at were overlooked by the guardians I was given simply due to the constant drama surrounding my older siblings. At the time, I never really thought about receiving praise for the things I did. If I ever put forth a lot of effort to do well at something it wasn't for approval, it was for myself. I wanted to be better than everyone else at very specific things.
In Karate I had to be the youngest to get my black belt.
In English I had to have the highest scores on all of
our assignments.
I had to have the highest scores on the standardized tests.
I had to be the best horseback rider in my town.
I had (and have to) accomplish more than my siblings did.
I didn't do any of those things expecting praise. I did them out of...boredom(?). It was more of a..."Yeah, why the Hell not?" (#LiveOffTheWall) Why not be the best at one thing this year? Next year, I'll be the best at something else. I don't think I even told my parents about anything along those lines. I went to my Karate belt graduations by myself, and all my schoolwork I did on my own. Again, I don't feel negatively about it though. My parents had a lot of other worries at the time. It taught me to be independent. It also taught me how to find satisfaction from within. You shouldn't need other people's approval to feel good about your accomplishments.
I don't think kids nowadays should have their parents constantly telling them what wonderful little people they are. I also don't think that parents should tell their kids how awful they are, either. I'm not really sure what a 'good' parent is though. Is it
someone who raises their children to be happy, or is it someone who raises their children to be successful? Is it both? Should the credit go to the parents if the child ends up to be both? There is a grey area that is hard to define.
I think that parents should think about what they say to their children before just blurting out things. Children are very sensitive. They remember the little things that adults say to them. They hold onto it too. They carry it around with them for the rest of their lives. We all end up surprisingly similar to the people who raised us. It is an unfortunate factor of growing up. We slowly melt into the mold that our parents set for us. So, a fun little thing for all you young adults out there; Set a good example. Little ones are watching.
Don't tell your kid that they suck at sports. Just encourage them to try different things. They are young. They have all the time in the world to find things that they love. Don't lie to them and tell them that they are the best at something that they aren't. Don't force your kid to do something just because you want them to. Let them find something that they WANT to be the best at.
Basically, just let your kid be themselves. Be honest with them, but keep in mind that children actually care about what your are telling them. Keep in mind that you have the power to either make or break a person. That's a lot of responsibility...and you know what they say; "With great power, comes great responsibility." Superman.
Thursday, October 8, 2015
The Hardest Button to Press
Deleting things is very hard for me.
I realized this about a year ago.
While scrolling through my phone I came across an old friend of mine's number. Mikey Campbell.
Mikey passed away a little over two years ago. As I was staring down at my phone screen I found that I didn't know what to do. I kept thinking about all of the times that he called me at 1 am saying things that I should have paid closer attention to. All these memories of that crazy kid kept flowing through my head.
I felt like if I deleted his number it would be like me officially accepting that he was gone. No, i'm not crazy, I know how death works. But never the less, I couldn't bring myself to delete the number. I knew that once it was gone, it was gone forever. I now have a few numbers in my phone that I am having the same issue with.
It took me getting a new phone to get rid of my grandfathers (deceased) and ex boyfriends number.
Same thing goes for pictures as well.
It took me about a year to delete all of the pictures on my phone of my ex.
Why?
Because I know that after I deleted those, the memories would slowly fade and eventually go away all together.
It's not that I mind forgetting things...it's just knowing that I would have to let go of something that I at one point loved.
It's much harder then expected.
Here's a little challenge for you. Go through your phone and delete one contact from your phone. There is at least one contact in there that you don't need anymore. Someone who you either don't need to get in contact with, or someone you can't get in contact with.
You might be able to do it with ease.
But trust me...when you have that delete that
one person in your life that
you aren't ready to stop loving...then it's going to be much harder.
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