The Coddled Society

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Hundreds of years ago a child was only a child for so long. When they got big enough to walk and carry, that’s what they did. When they got big enough to hold a sword, they learned how to use one. When they could ride a horse, shear a sheep, seed the ground or chop food, they did. There was no waiting until you were of driving age, drinking age, voting age. There was no waiting, sitting and playing while mom and dad prepared things for you. Childhood probably lasted until about the age of five and then you were put to work. Even if you were noble, you were learning the ways of society and ruling at an early age.

Anyone who’s lived on a farm knows this lifestyle. Farm kids don’t sit and watch TV before or after school. They feed chickens, milk cows, bale hay, muck out pens and do a myriad of chores to keep the farm running. Third world countries have higher populations and larger families because, in their poverty, the more hands that can work then the more money and food they can bring in, even if there are more mouths to feed. I don’t just say this. Studies show that populations slow and stabilize the more a country moves towards a good economy.

As a child I learned to cook and bake by the time I was eight,with my mother guiding. I helped stir bowls of batter, added eggs and made hamburger patties, basted turkeys. I was cooking on my own by the age of ten. I had to pick up after myself, vacuum, wash dishes, polish and dust. My siblings of both genders had to do the same. We walked to school, a good mile distant, from grades 1-12. We walked in sun, and in rain, in hail and in snow. I remember the big snowsuit in grade one and so much snow that I was late every day for a week. But I walked, by myself.

My mother told us to go outside and play. If we said we were bored you can bet she’d give us chores. Sure we had to check in or tell her where we were going and I remember getting in hot water because I went off and played in the alley with my sister and her friend at the age of four, and didn’t tell my mother. But I did it, without constant adult supervision.

My hand wasn’t held as I slid down the slide, I wasn’t told I was too young to bake. We learned and we grew self-sufficient. I could cook and drive when I moved out on my own and in with my boyfriend. And so could he. I’ve met men (more than women) who couldn’t cook because mommy had done everything for their sons or only children. I’ve met people who couldn’t iron and lived in pigsties because they were never taught to clean up. And I meet people who think children have to be protected 24/7.

Many threats to children haven’t increased over the years, but media coverage of kidnappings and perverts have. I drive by a school where the parents are lined up to drop off their children. I’ve read about a school that was going to raze a low hill because the children might fall down it. I’ve read and seen playground slides lowered, guards put up, safety nets added so that children can’t bump or scrape or get a few of life’s bruises.

And what do studies show, out of Norway and the US? That people who are coddled so much grow up with more anxieties, are less likely to take any risks and find all of the world a big scary place. In essence, they become victims of parenting. Never has there been an age where children were padded, wrapped, helmeted, swaddled and overly protected from the daily aspects of living. Sure, don’t leave toxic chemicals in the reach of a baby but teach your children how to be cautious yet adventuresome, and how to apply thought and learning. We never would have hit the age of exploration if all those searfaring adventurers had been raised as coddled children. Let your children live a little.

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One response to “The Coddled Society

  1. OMG in the school system up here they have taken away Gymnastics in Gym time. Y? Because a few parents complained about their clumsy kids getting hurt! Kids get hurt but they have to try. Gymnastics helps kids get coordinated and helps them be flexible so when they are playing things like Hockey and Baseball they won’t get hurt as badly. My son hates playing floor Hockey because the other kids that play are the roughest kids that play Ice Hockey so he has gotten the puck in the face a few times. They don’t where helmets with floor Hockey! And yet Gymnastics is a no contact spot and the only issue is falling 3 feet! Sometimes I want to strangle someone in our school system.

    My kids have been doing chores for years but still I have issues with laziness. We even turned the Satilite off for the last 6 months. As soon as it was back they figured they cud be glued to it. Wat a shock when we told them they had to do chores, read or go play outside! TV is very rare and we usually watch it in the late evening for an hour b4 bed. My son has learned to use the riding mower to sweep the lawn but i still aint prepared to let him ride it all over the community mowing peoples lawns. I do let them ride their bikes to the store and down to the swimming dock. But I’m not one for letting them jus go for a ride because there are several families close by that have bad kids that drink and do drugs at age 10. Mine know its bad and say they dont ever want to do it but it still scares me.

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