This entry isn't really something amazing, it's more along the lines of sad...and I actually started something very similar to what I'm going to write about right now in November of 2011 so I figured I would just combine the 2.
Soo, when you were younger, did your parents ever tell you, "you don't know how lucky you are." Well, it's true....no kid really knows how lucky they are when they have loving parents, food on the table, toys to play with, and a safe place to call home. To them, it's normal to love and be loved...but I feel like kids do know when they aren't the lucky ones, and this makes me so sad. Pretty much every day I witness a parent being unkind to their child. For example, snapping at them when they barely touch a t-shirt in a store, or completely ignoring them when they just want to TALK to their mommy/daddy. It's as if some people just view their children as little creatures that have to tag along with them when they leave the house, and as long as they are fed and clothed that should be good enough. It's NOT good enough. They need love, affection, respect, rules, stimulation, the opportunity to explore, friends and much, more. I wish I could just rescue all the little children being mistreated by their parents, I wish parents would realize how much love they could feel if they just LET themselves love and not worry about the insignificant things. I wish every child had a parent read them a book at night and tuck them into bed with a goodnight kiss and an "I love you."
I would think that every parent would just be head over heels in love with their child like I am with mine. Maybe later when he's 15 and I'm taking 400 pictures of him before his first homecoming he won't feel so lucky, he will probably just think I'm a freak, but I'm sure he'll thank me later...maybe.
I remember a time when I was younger, and my Dad asked me to get him a hanger for something and I brought the wrong thing and he said "Are you stupid or something?" I was so devastated, crying, my feelings were so hurt. But I was telling my cousin about this the other day, and we agreed, the reason I remember that is because this was the only time it happened. Maybe Dad was just having a bad day/was frustrated about something, normally he would never speak to me like that.. If I was called stupid every day that wouldn't have even phased me, if I was always treated badly, this is not something I would recall, it would have just been normal. For that, I feel very lucky.
Not sure what else to write on this right now, but since I always just save my blogs and never finish them, I'll publish it now as is..and end it with this wonderful quote...
"Children are not the people of tomorrow, but people today.
They are entitled to be taken seriously. They have a right to be
treated by adults with tenderness and respect, as equals."
-Janusz Korczak
