Confusing Messages

Advice for the Young Child

Shhh.

Not now, just wait.

I’m trying to work

and I can’t think straight.

 

 

Careful!

Don’t drop that cup.

You’ll spill all the milk –

I’ll have to clean up

 

 

Stop!

Don’t run ahead.

You’re too fast for me,

walk slower instead.

 

 

Gentle!

You play too rough.

It’ll all end in tears

and I’ve had enough.

 

 

Attention!

You’re dreaming again!

You won’t pass that test;

what will you do then?

Advice for the Adolescent

Speak!

Please use your voice.

Give your opinion

or you won’t get a choice.

 

 

Relax!

Stop stressing out.

Must live a little;

stop living in doubt.

 

 

Run!

Pick up your speed!

You must try harder

or you won’t take the lead.

 

 

Fight!

Don’t be their prey.

If you don’t fight back

you’ll just fade away.

 

 

Imagine

where you could go.

If you never dream

then you’ll never know.

In trying to nurture our children and educate them in the ways of the world, we sometimes confuse them. I know I’m guilty of doing this. Perhaps taking a step back and doing nothing is the right thing to do.

(Un)helpful Advice

 

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I have friends with children who often come across overly-critical relatives/friends/random folk in shops,  who believe their advice is best.  I’m sure those people mean well, but many friends have felt like failures because they feel they aren’t doing the parenting thing right.  Here is a poem to reflect this scenario:

 

No bottles love, the breast is best!

When baby sleeps, you must have rest.

He’s only small, don’t let him cry.

You must ensure that nappy’s dry.

No wipes on him, his skin in new.

You can’t do that, I thought you knew.

Not walking yet, I’d check that out.

Oh naughty boy, he must not shout!

You need to clean, house is a mess

You must calm down, he’ll sense your stress

He bit again, need that to stop.

Look there he goes, another strop!

When back to work, you must be bored?

You’ve fancy stuff you can’t afford.

Her down the road, she’s never home.

Her mother’s got those kids alone.

You’re such hard work, what’s wrong with you?

I’m not allowed to say what’s true!

Not critical, just good advice!

You’ve hurt me now, you’re never nice!

 

 

 

 

When Superheroes Ruled

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When Superheroes Ruled

You were drawn to shades of blue

Loved the ocean and the sky.

Many plans for when you grew –

opportunities you would try.

 

Pink’s now your favourite shade,

not as bold as vibrant red.

Mums and princesses now played –

dreams of making home instead.

 

Superheroes ruled the roost,

battles fought and peace restored.

Fighting power’s now reduced –

Princess Anna’s now adored.

 

Forthright and full of spark,

always first to say your piece.

Now less keen to make your mark –

I watch your confidence decrease.

 

Brilliant doctor you would be,

boundless limits there for you.

You’ve lost ability to see

girls like you can do it too.

 

Superpower’s not so strong –

future vision’s lost its way.

Originality has now gone –

wish your doubts would fly away.