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RIGHT/RIGHTS

4 Jul

A lot has been said lately about rights without any consideration as to what is right.

The “rights” of humans on this planet has been given so much attention it is obvious man is just moving around in circles. This is due to the simple reason that where one person’s rights end is where  the next person’s begin.

All over the world we have civil rights, constitutional rights, child’s rights,  women’s rights,  human rights,  animal rights. Is anyone missing?  Men’s rights?  No such thing. Men already have ALL the rights embedded in their  genes they don’t need advocates. In fact they happen to be the ones dishing up all the rights and making us all feel worthy of being heard.

Talking of rights did I mention the one making waves now?  Gay rights?

Gone are the days that you can describe your child as gay with a smile on your face. Then,  Gay was synonymous with happiness. I am gay,  we’re all gay meant we are all of us happy.

Not so today.

The word gay has taken on a new meaning. To be gay now means to be homosexual. The change of meaning to me is the beginning of the infringement on my rights. I don’t think it’s fair that people give me an odd look when  I say “I am gay today” just because some people hijacked the word and gave it their own meaning and our learned friends decided to accord them the rights to do so.

While still reeling from the infringement on my rights to use the word having in mind it’s original meaning, another of my rights’ being infringed! Now I am being forced to accept something which I only tolerated. There’s a big difference between tolerating and accepting as right. I believe I have a right to tell my child “I don’t want to see you hanging out with so  and so”, for whatever reason I have. It could be because the person is not of good character and I don’t want the person’s character flaw to rub off on my son. It could also be because I know the person is homosexual and I don’t want my son to wake up tomorrow and tell me I gave birth to him with an inborn tendency to be homosexual.

Anyone who wants to be gay can go ahead and do so for all I care, as far as the person was not birthed by me. And I would definitely not say I won’t talk to you because you chose to be something I view to be wrong outright. But there is a limit to the kind of acquaintanceship I would form with a homosexual.

I believe that I have RIGHTS to choose who I do business with, who I work for, etc.And it is a huge infringement on my rights if I am prosecuted for saying I don’t like what you are doing.

Your rights end where my rights begin.

Have a Kid in High School? (Continued)

10 Mar

Here are the rest of the groupings or categories.
The Dorks
The dork is considered to be silly, out-of-touch, tends to look odd or behave ridiculously around others; a social misfit, a stupid, inept, or foolish person.
This is going by the definition of the other kids. A girl that does not go around in the skimpy and “trendy” clothes would be labeled a dork, don’t you think?
Nerd
Nerd (adjective: nerdy) is a descriptive term, often used to indicate that a person is overly intellectual, obsessive, or socially impaired. They may spend inordinate amounts of time on unpopular, obscure, or non-mainstream activities, which are generally either highly technical or relating to topics of fiction or fantasy, to the exclusion of more mainstream activities. Additionally, many nerds are described as being shy, quirky, and unattractive, and may have difficulty participating in, or even following, sports. Though originally derogatory, “Nerd” is a stereotypical term, but as with other pejoratives, it has been reclaimed and redefined by some as a term of pride and group identity.
These are the bookworms so to speak and last time I checked, we send our kids to school to read books and study.

The Duffs
Designated Ugly Fat Friend
Be attentive to how your kids feel about their looks. If they are fussy about their weigh when there really is no reason for it, watch out! They may have been designated duffs in school.
The Bully
Bullying is a common occurrence in most schools. Bullies thrive with terrorizing others and striking fear in them. A bully does not necessarily have to be bigger in size, they have mastered the art of inflicting pain be it physical, mental, emotional. Some bully as a means of self-preservation, others just for fun. No one loves to be bullied, and no one loves to raise a bully.
The Geeks
The people you pick on in high school and wind up working for as an adult
Not to be confused with Nerd. A geek does not have to be smart, a Geek is someone who is generaly not athletic, and enjoys Video Games; Comic Books; being on the internet, and etc.
The term now enjoys a special status within the technical community, particularly among particularly knowledgable computer programmers. To identify oneself as a “geek” indicates a recognition that most people still consider programming computers to be a bizarre act, along with a certain fierce satisfaction in being very good at their inglorious profession.

That most software geeks now easily earn twice as much as the average laborer just sweetens their defiant embrace of the term.

Note: Unlike the word “nerd,” which is always pejorative, “geek” often carries a positive connotation when used by one of the group. The use of the term by outsiders is considered insulting.
Those outside the group feel the geeks are weird or uncool. The geeks just love being geeks.
CL Complete Loser
A person who has fallen off the social ladder, climbed down the social ladder, jumped off the social ladder, or just never bothered to climb the social ladder in the first place. Upon arrival on the ground, losers begin to befriend fellow groundlings and realize how much fun a person can have when gravity isn’t an issue. It is perfectly acceptable to insult losers, because they have nowhere to fall to and it won’t hurt much. They will end up laughing about it later, anyways. Every now and then, a loser will glance at the top of the social ladder, but it is never long before they realize how pointless and stupid the top of the ladder is.
The saying “He that is down fears no fall” comes in handy. They are like the ‘factionless’ in the movie Divergents. They mind their own business and hope you mind yours.
The Cool Kids
-When someone is “cool” they are popular, suave, and you like them.
The cool kids are also popular, but may not come with the fat bank accounts and certainly are not dumb.
The Dweebs
Different then nerd, geek, or dork. A dweeb is someone who is intellectual and socially-inept, but also ineffectual and devoid of passion.
Max, fitting the role of the dweeb, spent all Friday night reading Hartshorne’s “Algebraic Geometry” while the others in the dorm wing went downtown for an evening of fun.
By looking between all of these definitions, we realise that the word ‘dweeb’ translates more or less to ‘loser’
Why don’t you try to find out how your kids are faring in this new environment called high school? How do their peers view them? How do they feel about how their peers and school mates relate to them? Is it affecting their studies? Do your kids really like school?
You’ll be glad you did.

Have a Kid in High School?

9 Mar

Having a kid can be so exciting. You have these high hopes and visions where you see them grow up to become successful independent adult impacting on the world positively. Your dreams and visions remain the same while they pass through kindergarten and elementary school. You find you can still control at least some aspects of their lives. Then comes middle school and you begin to lose that control and when they get into high school it’s an entirely different ball game!
When children get into high school a lot of changes take place: their dressing, outlook, relationship with their parents, speech…ah yes! Their speech. These kids come home and use some words that totally fly over our heads. Sometimes we feel so timid to ask what the words mean, I mean like hey! Who’s the parent here? But a lot can be accomplished if we stopped pretending we understood everything they said and just plain ask them, “What does that mean?”
My daughter offhandedly referred to her brother as a jock. He took it in stride while the word continued to rotate in my head…jock? Jock? What’s a jock? I remember I’ve heard the word used in many high school movies but I’ve never taken time to find out what it really means. So I swallowed, cleared my throat and said to myself, “Here goes” and I asked her, “And what does that mean? The word jock, I mean. She stares at me for a bit and seeing I was not backing down she says “It’s a word that means he’s very into sports in school.” I can tell from her expression that she’s only given me half a definition, and she knows that I know that she knows she’s trying to fool me, so she gives me part of the other half of the definition, “It also means he’s popular with the girls because he’s in shape,” and then…”and he’s not very brilliant like the nerds….”
It’s now my turn to stare and believe me I did stare. I felt different degrees of horrified. That was supposed to describe my son? All that is spent on school fees is for him to go become a “jock” in school? Trying to hide how utterly disappointed I felt I asked her, “And you, what are you in school”? and I hold my breath. She pretends to consider the question and finally says, “They may say I’m a duff, some say a nerdy duff, but it doesn’t bother me”.
Duff? Now what’s that?
“And your sister?” “Oh she’s the bully.”
So I asked her to do me a list of all the names they use to categorise themselves in school and she does and I took out time to check what each of the term actually means and it’s quite an interesting find.
The Jock
Jock
In Canada and the United States, a jock is a stereotype of an athlete. It is generally attributed mostly to high school and college athletics participants who form a distinct youth subculture. As a blanket term, jock can be considered synonymous with athlete. Similar words that may mean the same as jock include meathead, musclebrain, and musclehead. These terms are based on the stereotype that a jock is muscular, but not very smart, and cannot carry a conversation on any topic other than one relating to sports, exercise, or sex.
Going by this definition, I am definitely not interested in my son being a jock…I mean, come on!
The Popular Kids
Usually characterized by overall wealth, fashionable style, confidence, the “popular kids” vary from school to school. Depending on what school you go to, they can be intelligent, intelligent but dumb themselves down, or just downright idiots. They come in all shapes and sizes, from petite brunettes to towering blondes. Most of them throw/attend the best parties in town, date the hottest girls/boys in town, and wear the most envy-worthy clothes in town.
The popular kid is not just determined by the size of the parents’ bank account, but by how much freedom the parents give them—freedom to throw and attend lavish parties, freedom to date the hottest boys/girls, freedom to get the most ‘envy-worthy’ clothes.
In the long run the popular kids marry in the circles and inherit daddy’s business—at least in most cases.
Remember the popular kid could dumb or intelligent.

To be continued…

Forget-Me-Not

2 May

 

Mimi skipped along the beautifully paved street. Everything was near perfection. The pavements were so straight they may have been carved with a ruler. The little brick-like houses that lined the street were all built at precisely the same distance from the road. The road itself was all leveled up; no pot-holes, no gallops, no bumps, just an even winding road that went all the way around the little ‘city’.

The little city was still under construction and for that reason you could come across some odds and ends lying carelessly on the perfect road. But this did not bother the residents of the city since they all also moved in precision, after all this was Lego city!

Mimi was one of the twenty residents of the city. They all came in the same pack which comprised all the bricks, bits of this and that that were required to build the city, including an airport complete with a tarmac and some aircraft. Some of the residents came already dressed as pilots and air-hostesses. Some plastic greenery also came in the pack as well as battery powered automobiles and train set.

This entire set made up Nancy’s graduation gift from her parents. She had been overjoyed! Last year, she had gotten a complete Barbie set for her excellent performance in school. This present, however, was more elaborate. She has spent countless hours already, with her friend Kiki, setting up the city…and they were not even done yet!

Nancy held Mimi by her middle as she skipped along the paved road. Mimi was Nancy’s favourite doll. She was brunette and Nancy loved doing her hair up in different styles. Mimi enjoyed the attention Nancy always gave her except….

‘Nancy! It’s dinner time!’ called Nancy’s mother.

‘Coming!’ Nancy answered and she dropped Mimi right in the middle of the paved road as she ran off to have her dinner.

Now THAT was the part that always got Mimi upset. The part where Nancy dropped her carelessly to the mercy of whatever creature found her first. That is why she would have preferred being named Forget-me-not instead of Mimi, not that Mimi was not a fine name, far from it! But Forget-me-not would help Nancy always remember to put her away anytime she was done with her!

 As if on cue, in came Jerry the cat. He walked majestically into the room and looked around. Mimi hoped he would not find her. He had the habit of urinating on her fine silky hair anytime he spotted her. And she could barely do anything about it.

One day Jerry the cat and Skipper the dog had had a fight with her in the middle. Both had fought over who was going to keep her. They had yanked and pulled at her until she came off in the middle! Both of them, realizing what had happened, had taken their piece and dropped it off in different locations.

It had taken eons (two days actually) as far as Mimi was concerned, before Nancy found her and put her together again (thank God she was not Humpty Dumpty what would have become of her?)

Jerry and Skipper got a good scolding for ‘dismembering’ her. They were NOT allowed to play in Nancy’s room for a week! (Now that was good punishment.)

Anyway that was some time ago and now here she was lying helplessly on the paved road of Lego city with Jerry prancing around.

Thomas, the policeman of the city watched helplessly from where Nancy had deposited him. He wished he could do something to help her. As he willed himself to help her, he saw Mimi stand up from where Nancy had dropped her.

Mimi was surprised to see herself rising, getting up on her feet! She was sure Jerry the cat was equally surprised because she saw his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Mimi took to her heels and ran as fast as her tiny legs could carry her. She climbed onto a pile of unpacked cases and hid herself where no one could find her.

Nancy did not search for Mimi until the next afternoon. She went straight for her in the pack of unused Lego building blocks. But Mimi was not there!

She dashed into Johnny’s room. (Johnny is her younger brother and sometimes plays some childish pranks at her.)

‘Where is Mimi?’ cried Nancy. ‘Where are you hiding her?’

Johnny shrugged his shoulders, ‘I don’t know’, he answered.

‘I left her in one of the cabins of your train yesterday’, she said not quite remembering where exactly she had left her.

‘I am sorry but I put away my train set yesterday when mum called for dinner’, Johnny pointed out. ‘And Mimi was not there.’

‘I know I left her to have dinner yesterday’ she recalled scratching her head. ‘But I can’t remember where I kept her’.

Just then mum walks in. she sees Nancy is looking very anxious and she wants to know what the matter is.

‘You haven’t lost any of your toys now, have you?’ mum says.

‘She has done it again’, Johnny answers before Nancy can say a word. ‘And she thinks I have it’, he added pouting his hands folded across his chest.

‘You did not accuse your brother!? Mum was not quite pleased.

‘I am sorry mum. I am sorry Johnny.’ Nancy answered downcast. ‘But I need to find Mimi before Jerry and Skipper tears her apart for good this time.’

Nancy looks up at mum with pleading eyes. ‘I promise I would always put away my toys so I would not forget the last place I kept them.

 Mum can see Nancy is very sorry and so she holds up Mimi which she has been hiding behind her back.

‘Here you go’, she says handing the doll to Nancy.

Nancy jumps up for joy. She is happy her mother found her doll.

‘Where did you find her mum?’ she asks.

‘I really did not find her,’ mum explains. ‘Skipper did.’

Mum had seen Skipper scratching at the unpacked cases Mimi was hiding in and she had suspected Skipper must be up to no good. And it was a good thing mum had gone to investigate, for she found the terrified Mimi. Mum had not known Mimi was terrified of course, but she had rescued Mimi from Skipper who would have torn her to pieces this time.

Nancy took Mimi from her mother and gave Mimi a big kiss on the cheek.

‘It’s a good thing mum found you Mimi, and from now on I shall name you Mimi the Forget-me-not because I promise I shall never forget you again.’

Mimi felt happy for she knew she was safe again.

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