One of my favorite bloggers asked me a question on yesterday’s topic..”would it be so bad if the kids knew what rubbers were?”
No God’s Child…^it is not so bad that they know what “rubbers, condoms, jimmy hats, gloves…are, not at all!…But as Xmichra says “that conversation could have went WAY different”! This is not my homeland as much as it is theirs…While they have mastered the Swedish language and I have not, I do own the higher level of education in terms of life lessons and university.
As the self appointed guardian of what is morally correct and acceptable in our family, it is incumbant upon me to guide and direct the children away from things that I fell rob their innocence and undermind their home training…like music video’s, programs like Jackass and American Dad and the constant barrage of sexual stimulation and nudity that is such a part of this culture.
I am not naieve either by any stretch of the imagination, and I don’t believe my young teens are singing Kumbaya either on their MP3 players, LOL! But have you listened to Green Day, and Panic at the Disco and Eminem…lyrically ? Even my favorite Danko Jones is a little too much for them but alas…this is where I hope and pray the “apple does not fall far from the tree” and a little common sense will preval. I had a friend put acid in my lemonaid when I was 17 because she was 26 and wanted to see me, a straight laced highschool majorette, trip. She sent me home in a cab and I inadvertantly slammed my right thumb in the car door and could not get it out. My mom, who was a LPN knew I had been drugged and induced vomiting but was unable to do anything about the busted but not broken thumb. She did give me some advice on not associating with Barbara anymore which I took. This was a person I had worked with, she took me to places like Studio 54 during it’s peak, Emerald City and other hot spots because I was 5’11 and 140 pounds soaking wet, so I could pass. I worshiped her! Everywhere around me fellow hgh schoolers were doing drugs and being cool, but that was not my destiny…I felt it
My best friend’s niece committed suicide 4 months ago by kneeling on a commuter train track after just shopping in Stockholm and buying a new jacket. She had been troubled but to this day we all wear the pain of the “what if” guilt associated with not reaching out to a person when they may be unable to do so for themself…
If my kids destiny is such that they end up doing something that is contrary to their teaching…that is free will and out of my hands. If they have not been taught respect and value for self and others, that is my bad.