It was never about you; it was about the children.
March 9, 2020
It’s Monday. I don’t particularly like Monday mornings. I know days are just markers of time and don’t really mean anything. Not liking Monday’s is a just a state of mind. I’m starting to digress, so let me get to the point.
I woke up this morning after a very strange dream. It has been a long time since I remembered a dream so vividly to the point of remembering exactly what I said in the dream. Sometimes your subconscious mind is trying to get you to notice something. That’s what I believe anyway.
So, in this dream that I had, there was a ridiculous debate and backlash going on over whether Disney should redo their classic movies to incorporate other cultural beliefs and people into them. Basically, they wanted to remove the “white washing” of the stories to bring it up to date and include all other cultures, minorities, and beliefs into the mainstream.
In the dream I was working for a company that went to school districts to help them incorporate different learning systems and create a more diverse learning experience. We were working with a school district where a majority of the back lash and protests were going on. People where trying to say it was morally wrong to change the stories. In my dream I was so infuriated by the response to the idea. It didn’t make sense to me.
This whole scenario that was playing out in my dream last night stayed with me through this morning. So much so that I felt compelled to write something about it.
Today, in the world we live in, there are over 7 billion human beings on this floating rock in the universe. We have become so jaded and entrenched in our own ideas that we have forgotten about the generations that will be here long after we are gone. We have forgotten about our children.
In the dream I had, I stood up to this room of people and said “Until people accept each other as just people then things will never change. There is a whole generation of kids being affected by our actions but we only see what’s in front of us. They will always remain invisible. These movies (stories) weren’t about the parents and adults it was about the kids.”
This is a true statement about every piece of legislation, action, movement, and chaotic moments we’ve created as the adults in charge. We say we are doing it for our kids and their well-being but has it actually made a difference in their lives? I see kids who don’t have a sense of peace about their life anymore. They are anxious, scared, and angry at us for what we have or haven’t done. That’s not how it is supposed to be. A kid should be allowed to just be a kid.
Instead we push them into activities, schoolwork, making friends, enforcing our own beliefs and becoming smaller version of adults. Yet, they are not smaller versions of us. They are individual beings with their own thoughts and ideas relying on us to provide them with not only basic needs but love, care, compassion, and nurturing the best in them. We need to protect them so they can grow and become the future leaders and changers of tomorrow. That’s what I remember growing up as a kid myself, this movement of protecting our children. It seems we got lost along the way somewhere.
I see too many times during my days out and about overworked, stressed adults taking it out on their kids in restaurants, grocery stores, or just walking through a park.
It’s saddening to me to know that there are kids out there right now who will never know what it’s like to just be silly, laugh, and have fun. To feel safe when they go to sleep at night. To have enough food. To be in clean clothes and have access to clean water for drinking or bathing. Those are some pretty basic things that can always be provided in some way.
I grew up poor compared to my peers and when I lived with my grandparents it was definitely at the lower end of that poverty scale. They didn’t have a lot except they provided me the most important thing, a sense of self.
My grandparents didn’t scold me, punish me or make fun of me if I didn’t know something, they educated me. They taught me lessons about life that I still carry with me today. They instilled a sense of values that I passed onto my own children. They encouraged thinking and creativity. They were adamant about learning and getting an education. They also stressed the importance of knowing my culture and where we came from.
This couple also taught me that sometimes you have to stand up and let your voice be heard if you think something needs to change but to never give up trying. All that without a big fancy house, new cars, trips to exotic locations, and whatever my heart desired. Sometimes the simplest gestures make the biggest impact.
As I finish writing this, remember, it was never about you; it was about the children.
Thank you for stopping by.
Have a great week ahead!
Peace. Love, Happiness, Good vibes, Live long and prosper!