Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Ignorance, Lessons, and Tolerance

Yesterday my children requested an independent outing together while I was at an appointment. They made their plans, three stops: the vintage record store, toy store and candy store. We set our meeting place and off they went independent, free and yes, without a cellphone. When we all arrived at our meeting place, the boys thrilled with candy in hand, looked a bit ruffled and were talking, I asked what's up?  They explained to me while at the candy store the lady who worked there had asked them why they were not in school. Pretty typical question we receive on a daily basis being homechoolers. They answered her and she then began to grill my eight year on mathematics, asking him how much 215 plus 168 was and made him count out his money by himself and if he couldn't count his change how people would rip him off. We have been in this candy store many times and the woman a very Grandmother type figure, was always friendly helpful and engaging, I was shocked. My first reaction was fury. I settled my rage and the boys and I talked in the pouring rain. Both boys asked me not to go back into the store, "let it be Mom, we are used to that."

'We are used' to judgement and ignorance because we do not live our lives as the majority does. My children do not go to school, they do not wake up to an alarm clock, rush to the school bus, they do not spend six hours at a desk learning things that do not matter to them, they do not worry about the school bully, they do not experience what it is to be popular or the geek or the jock, they do not care what brand of clothes they are wearing. Are these the things our children should be experiencing and learning in life? Is this what normal is? Maybe normal looks different for everyone. Maybe there is no normal.

I explained to the boys that people who do not understand something become fearful and ignorant. When we are ignorant we become thoughtless. This woman was thoughtless. If she had considered just for a moment how my children might be feeling or how their lives might be she never would have said the things she said. We need to look deeper at the people around us. We need more thoughtful and understanding how things might be for the person next to us. My two children and I learned and incredible lesson. Maybe this woman gave us a gift.

The only thing I wanted to say to her was:

 "Would you have asked these same questions to a school child or to an adult?"

Saturday, February 26, 2011

War Toys & Peace

Guns, rifles, swords, ninja stars, shields, hatchets, axes, knives, grappling hooks, claws, daggers, you name it, we have it. Cardboard ones that is. Painstakingly made with love and care. Tinfoil tape, packing tape, duct tape, doweling and cardboard are the materials of choice.






My two boys love making weapons, always have, whether I like it or not. It's a struggle for me. I'm always pondering this. Is it a struggle because "what will other people say" ? or is it that I just don't understand? Maybe both. I live with all males, totally outnumbered and I have days where they become aliens to me, completely clueless to their inner workings. Being a mom I'm always thinking about creating a peaceful and harmonious home. My ideas generally look like this: holding hands & skipping, drawing pictures of sunshine & butterflies, sharing feelings. You get the picture. Boys have a different idea, a different plan. When I try to implement these ideas they are not well-received. When my boys are required to take part in my plan they are unhappy, resentful and sometimes down-right angry. Let's be clear though, my boys are loving, kind, compassionate, generous and gentle. A light bulb went on for me the other day. I watched as my boys were planning and building a new arsenal of weapons. Happiness, passion, cooperation, thoughtfulness, creativity and peace were all very apparent. Isn't this what I've been seeking to fill my home with? How could something that is a symbol of violence and death bring so much joy to my children? I will never understand I suppose but what I do understand is that pushing my ideas as to what peace is onto another is.......not peaceful. Peace is respect, peace is understanding, peace is patience, peace in non-judgement, peace is love.


As for 'what will other people say?' I'm still working on that........