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Don’t be mean.

The world is a scary place that is made up of millions of different personalities and beliefs.  Being a mom, I now realize just how difficult it is to grow up in this demented world.  I know I cannot fix the deficit, world hunger or global warming.  I can however take every fiber of my being to teach my kid not to be mean.  Will it work?  Hell if I know.  But it’s worth a try. 

Take a look around, turn on the news, listen to the radio.  Every other headline is about a bullied kid.  A hate crime.  A mindless shooting.  This is the world our kids are growing up in.  We cannot deny this.   Kids are making You Tube videos crying about how much they are bullied and hated.  How they don’t fit in.  How no one loves them.  This is unacceptable and has to stop.  As a society, we have to change this.  Things will only get worse.  Kids are innocent.  They aren’t born with hate in their bodies and minds.  They don’t understand race, sexual preference, or social status.  They don’t care.  Neither should we.  We need to teach our kids to love.  Love their family.  Love their friends.  Love everyone.   Because in this world, there is enough hate.

It starts innocent.  Making fun of the way a kid dresses.  Their hair.  Their favorite color.  At just 5 years old my son was made fun of for the way he pronounced some words.  Thankfully he didn’t really understand that he was being made fun of, but I understood and was hurt.  Hurt that I couldn’t prevent it.  Hurt that I couldn’t fix it.  I was lucky enough that the parents of the children took it seriously and apologized to both my son and I.  There needs to be more people like that in this world.  People who take their kids actions seriously.  If nothing else, I over react.  I don’t think ‘my child can do no wrong’.  My kids aren’t perfect, neither am I.  Kids learn from what they see every day.   With that said, I want my kids to have compassion.  To understand that not everyone is the same.  That kindness comes from within.  Not everyone has money.  Not everyone lives in a big house.  Not everyone comes from a loving home.  But they need to be loved and treated equally.  Because they are not different.  Our kids need to understand there are things they won’t have.  It doesn’t change who they are and shouldn’t change their view of someone else.  What you have will never be as important as who you are. 

Now. 

Now is the time to teach.

Now is the time to love. 

Now is the time to set an example. 

Our kids are always watching.  Hug them tight every single night and tell them how much you love them.  Tell them how much you care.  Tell them how proud they make you.  It doesn’t matter how your day was.  It doesn’t matter how many times you had to tell them to clean up their room.  What matters is always reminding them that you are their biggest fan.  Constantly instilling faith and humanity into their big hearts.  Teaching them to be fair, honest, and loving.  This won’t come from tv and doesn’t have to come in the form of religion.  It has to come from you.  After all, that is your job, as a parent.  Let’s make it happen.  Not tomorrow, right now.

-h

Comments

Hilary Ann said…
Excellent. Absolutely excellent.

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