Back to the Future.... by Jason DiDonato

Back to the Future

What do you do when you hear another persons child being rude and disrespectful to their parent??? 

Absolutely nothing except run home and kiss your own for being angels because you know yours would never act that way? And how do you know this?  Faith?  In whom??  You or the child? 

I guess it all goes back to constant attention, or is it awareness of how your kids react in situations? What sucks about that,  is some lessons you never get to prepare them for,  until that situation presents itself and you hope that the child's power of deduction works.  In today's lingo it would be that they can "cut and paste" a similar situation and apply it to the new situation because it makes sense.


What makes me wonder is if, and I am pretty sure I am right on this, every parent thinks their kids are angels, then why are there kids who act like little shits? Something has gotten screwed up somewhere along the chain of command.  It could be many reasons, my insane theory is that it appears to me that the parents who tend to verbalize more to others that their kids are saints, are the ones whose kids are the shits. 

I believe that those who don't want to be bothered with parenthood and at the same time want to appear like they did a good job, are the ones that shouldn't be parents.  Here is a good example of what I mean -  lets say little Johnny is in school and a teacher witnesses him bullying/teasing another child to tears and the teacher gives him a detention for it. Then little Johnny goes home and puts on his "angel" face and tell his parents that he didn't do it and the teacher just hates him and is detaining him because of that reason. 

So off the parent marches to accuse the teacher, staff, administration, and school district of wrong-doing simply because their child says so. If that was me when I was a child, my mother would not have marched off to school instead she would have turned to me and said "Why did you do it?" and then marched me to my room for the night and even would go the next step and would have made me go in to apologize to the child I made cry!  Its called accepting responsibility for one's own actions, a concept that seems to have gotten shoved into a Delorian and sent back in time.