About three months ago the kids and I visited with another homeschooling mum and her four boys. R. and I sat inside with civilised cups of coffee, while our kids played outside in a most uncivilised fashion. Judging from the squeals and shrieks emanating from the backyard they were all having the time of their lives, and only came inside for as long as it took to drink some water, grab a cupcake and then they were off.
When R and I came outside, there was our darling daughter scaling trees, jumping from the trees and sword-fighting with the other on the trampoline. My first instinct was to call her down from the tree, but one look at the glee on her face stopped me in my tracks. She was having the most marvellous time and it put me in mind of that scene from Sound of Music where they're climbing trees and falling out of rowboats and they've never been happier.
For about a month, every time they've been "released" from the classroom, both kids have headed outside, her to jump and climb and play with the balls and the hoop and the trampoline, and he to dig his "well". He's digging in the defunct and soon to be dismantled veggie garden and he comes in every afternoon very damp and very muddy and very, very happy.
Her peers are at dancing classes in skimpy leotards, shimmying and smirking at a pretend audience. They're going to dancing competitions and coming to school with their hair tortured into curlers, or coming to school after a weekend of dancing with smears of tell-tale make up around their eyes. They're six years old for crying out loud.
His age mates are at footy training, baseball training, soccer training or sitting in front of computer games and game consoles.
I know that these are sweeping generalisations, and that not all children experience this, but it seems to me that childhood has been, to a certain extent, lost. Kids don't seem to get the time to be kids anymore. At university I studied Early Childhood and one of the points that I remember them making was that "childhood" as a separate stage of life was a relatively new phenomenon. Until part way through the 20th Century, children were perceived as being little adults. They were expected to dress like adults, behave like adults and take on adult roles very early. Only the petted, indulged and wealthy were allowed to having schooling beyond about 14.
I would contend that now, at the beginning of the 21st Century, we're seeing history repeat itself. Childhood, in its purest sense, is being taken away from our children and once again we're expecting kids to take on adult roles very early. There has been much written and said about the s3ckualist10n of children (please excuse the awkward spelling...I'm trying to avoid bots) and a quick wander through the children's clothing section of any department store confirms what social commentators have been saying for a long time. The ladybaby and I are looking for a suitable dress for her to wear to a wedding. We want something pretty, feminine, age appropriate (affordable) and warm - the wedding is in a fortnight. Such a garment is not available in any of the shops we've looked at. Some of the clothing is downright tarty and I'm not putting my six year old in any such garment. (found the solution for this: ebay!!)
Our children are expected to take on adult roles, dress like adults, take on an adult schedule but still be kids. Our kids are exposed to adult themes, adult violence and adult relationships. Even those charged with caring for our kids are prepared to treat children like adults. This story alone should give every parent cause for thought. A perfect example of a child being treated like an adult. Kids are expected to 'specialise' in some sport or cultural activity before their twelfth birthday and your child is considered a bit of an oddity if they don't go to a scheduled activity every afternoon. What do they do?? They play. What do they play? They just play...
Play *is* the child's work, and that's what they should be doing most.
(more coming in Part 2)
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