I rather kids be rude than timid. Because timid is less expressive and easily victimized.

If I didn't feel terrified of EVER speaking up as a kid to my mom, I'd have a whole different LIFE. Kids should not feel like prisoners, and that's what I felt. There's a wonderful author, Glennon Doyle, and I loved what she wrote about herself being a mom. She said she lett her kids be rude, sassy, kind, empathetic, irritated...whatever they feel is generally accepted and encouraged. Because she felt so stifled as a kid and it led to anxiety, an eating disorder etc She said we shouldn't feel small , and hope the world accepts us. You go out and BE YOU and let the world acclimate to you. 💜. What you wrote reminded me of her works. So I thank you for being really great with kids Miram🌷

My kids are taught to build their own opinions and not to be afraid in believing in them. They've always been allowed to question my decisions but to reason themselves and always have values where others are respected as their equals, but at the same time to stand up to those that doesn't share our basic values. It's not always the easiest solution in the short run but the better solution in the long run sometimes isn't. They'll always have my support if this way of conducting themselves causes them issues.

My dad told me a story once. I was a child, running down the street. I tripped and hit my face on the concrete lol.

He said I got up and looked at him. In his words, "You just looked up at me, and it was like if I wasn't worried, you weren't worried."

I never told him that I was scared of him getting angry at me. Like I was causing trouble by having too much fun and it was my fault that I got hurt.

I was always afraid of my dad. Since I was born. Somehow he interpreted it as love. I just remember him picking me up by the neck and choking me. False memory? Maybe there's something wrong with me.

My brother was old enough to drive, work, have a girlfriend. Maybe he was an adult, I don't remember. I was still small. My most vivid childhood memory is trying to get over the anger of him trapping me with my other brothers and making us fight. I don't think they were severe, to the best of my memory. Just enough to hurt.

I was walking through the kitchen, in pain, and they were all just in the other room laughing like nothing had happened. It hurt physically and emotionally. And I remember noticing the odd difference between when I was upset and alone, and when it was time to get over it. Somehow I did.

Men in power positions over me never did me any good. Maybe one I can think of in my adult life. The rest just insisted on being dominant and ignoring everyone else's needs and insisting that I shut up.

I don't like men. I'm sorry. They scare me.

If you got this out of those kids in any language I could have a laugh fest with them and ease their fears. I've never had young kids of my own. Just one step son who literally was Damion in real life. Every now and then certain children come along that have skill to express themselves with their innocence that deserve to recognize and treated in a way they understand and have no fear. These are the most precious children in the world.
I don't know if this makes sense. I know every child deserves attention thats nurturing but some just get your attention and draw you toward them in a special heart warming way. You know this child is developing the skills to be okay.

It's good for kids to take up all the space they are in. I don't believe in breaking their spirit . As a little girl I was afraid to even breathe. I didn't want to be seen or even exist. But I came back from it somehow and started fighting. I let my son take up the whole damn room and say what he likes. Doesn't like. Sing loud. Dance. All good here. He's safe.
I never was.

For me i found it much safer to become invisible , or at least try to . Even during the years of abuse i took it without ever talking back knowing if i did things would get worse very quickly. I wasn't timid i was beaten into submission.

Thanks for BC🌸

Random question : if i gave you 1 hour a day to teach whatever you wanted to your young students, what would it be and how would you know if it was effective?


education is really interesting to me because there's so many things you can understand about a culture by how they teach their young.