Bear's Ramblings

Pet peeves plus

2005-08-03


My children are out of control!!!

I hear far too often that some peoples chi;dren are out of control. Why?? Often its because far too many parents treat their children as good friends or 'buddies', so the respect of the parents is often lost in the process. Many children get to a point where they expect things just because they want them, not because they have earned them or even need or deserve them. In a nutshell-----there is a terrible lack of discipline in this day in age.

It makes me sick when I see a child in a public place that is throwing a fit because it is not getting something that it wants (usually in a depertment store or near the candy/cookie aisle of a grocery store). Now who is responsible for this kind of behavior. Why the parent(s) of course. The parent(s) let the behavior build from a much younger age until the parent(s) no longer has a grip on that type of situation.

Of course, the fact that the economy is so out of control that most families can't afford to make ends meet without both parents working (if both parents are even together any longer) doesn't help. With the parents working it makes it hard for the children to have proper supervision much of the time. This lack of proper supervision often leads to children falling into the influences of the delinquent behaviors of others.

To make matters even worse, there are parents out there that think that their child can do no wrong, and continually make excuses for the childs poor behavior/choices. Had these parents taught their children proper morals then this problem would be greatly reduced.




Posted at 06:17:31 AM  |  Post Comment  |  Read Comments (1)



Comment posted by evajmah at 2005-08-07 09:21:40 

I wholeheartedly agree with you that parents are the problem, not the children. I'm not so sure about both parents working making a major contribution to the problem, however. I was a "latch-key kid" before the term was ever defined. I was eight years old. I was left alone with my younger sister until 10 pm at night five days a week. We did our homework, I cooked dinner, and we kept the house (from falling apart anyway, lol). As soon as we heard the garage door open at night, we scurried into bed and pretended to be asleep. The only rule we ever broke was bedtime.

Now that I think about it, maybe by the time I was eight, my parents had already taught me how to behave and I just didn't need to have them standing over me to remind me anymore.

 

 

 

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