subject: Your Kid's Adult Personality--Are You Responsible? [print this page] Your Kid's Adult Personality--Are You Responsible?
Yes you, if the kid did not turn out to be all you expected, it is your fault. You did it--well, then again, a little slack here, maybe not just you.
Until school age your kid is at the mercy of older siblings, the kids next door and mom and dad. Did you ever think about doing an FBI check on your neighbor? That brat next door, the one on a constant sugar high and who already lies like a rug, the one that your little Jenny likes to play with--Jenny could get to thinking that throwing tantrums and giving mommy and daddy a hard time actually has rewards attached.
Ever had a good hard look at Jenny's older brother, yeah, your first angel, the one that blames everything on his younger sister--who has he been hanging with? Is it the older brother of the kid on the sugar high that lies like a rug?
Then there is you, mom and dad, how did you turn out? Are you in therapy because of your parents? Do you both work--did you really check the sitters references and credentials? Where is she from, Mexico, and can hardly speak English, and doesn't even have a grade school education. And she's looking after our little Jenny for most of the day--oh-oh, poor Jenny, just out of diapers and already fighting for her sanity.
And now, even if you did pass the qualified to be a parent test, and did do an FBI check on the bozos next door, and did check out the sitter, Jenny is off to school at the ripe old age of five and at the mercy of her teachers and hundreds of other kids whose parents backgrounds you did not check out.
Who is teaching your kid, and what are they teaching them? Who is she playing with at school? Who are these kid's parents, did they take the test? Wow, bet when you first brought little Jenny home from the maternity ward you never thought her life could get so complicated so quickly, all this exposure and not even seven yet.
Who are these teachers who will now mold your little Jenny's fragile mind? Do you know anything about her kindergarten teacher, grade one, grade two--these critical years that will mold Jenny into either a happy, productive adult or a drug and alcohol inebriated nut-ball.
As part of the test you agreed to investigate who will influence your little Jenny as she passes into puberty and beyond. Maybe Ms. Kinder is a stripper in her spare time--which teachers now have a lot of--or maybe Mr. Grade-one is a communist, or, horrors, was a community organizer before he became a teacher.
Jenny is home from school and now she gets to watch--television--SpongeBob SquarePants. This must be really good for her little brain. Television is full of crazy characters made up by crazy people, animals that talk and think, and--commercials, that alone is enough to send a kid into therapy, and mom and dad too.
Not even seven and the TV is teaching our little Jenny about consumerism. Tap-tap-tap, the candy commercial hammers away at Jenny's innocent brain, mesmerizing her. She is totally focused, kids are like that, they concentrate, absorb--jelly-beans, jelly-beans, jelly-beans.
Mom and Jenny are doing the weekly grocery shopping. As they pass through the candy section Jenny's eyes glaze over--candies everywhere, every flavor she has ever seen on TV. Her subconscious takes note of a particular commercial for jelly-beans, it also takes into account Jenny's best buddy next door, the one who is rewarded for throwing tantrums. Click, Jenny's little brain losses control and Jenny has a want jelly-beans now fit--poor mom, banished from the supermarket yet again.
So how do we protect these pure, eager, yet to be developed brains from a harsh society?
Answer, do not let them out your sight, not for a minute, and do not let them talk to anyone until they are at least eight--good luck.
Oh, one more thing--how are your genes, not your levy's, your gene genes. Did you take a gene test before you decided to be a parent? Ask Mr. Grade-one where to get this done, maybe he knows--after all community organizers that become leaders think they can walk on water.
