The story of the Victorian child killer more widely known as the Wicked Boy, as told by Kate Summerscale in her award-winning book, has been on my mind for a while now. I smiled sadly with the story, clenched my hands, and ultimately learned that anyone can overcome their past if they want to. Here is why you need to want to.
The same patience we, as writers, apply to nurturing our writing into something excellent is the same thing we need to apply to teaching children. Make a difference. Be a cycle breaker!
The first thing to parenting is patience. Your baby will scream. Your four year-old will defy you. Your seven year-old will disobey you. Your ten year-old will make trouble. But if you meet these troubles with patience, your family will come out better for the wear. Learn how.
A blind boy contemplates the arrival of his newborn sibling without favor based off the whispered experiences of a school bully.
When children are told not to cry and stop crying before they are ready, feeling an unconscious need to obey their parents, some of their feelings are left clenched up inside them. This can lead to depression or anger.
With schools shut across the country and colleges and businesses going online, families are stuck together at home with no options such as eating out, going to the theatre, or daycare to relieve the stress, since social distancing is advised right now. What to do? Watch TV and play video games nonstop?
Parenting is an instinct you are born with. It tells you what to do with your child; it tells you to feed them after birth, to change their diapers, and care for them as they grow. You cannot learn to parent by taking a class because parenting is not a lesson you can learn through study.
Having a large family, especially since many farmers kept moving further West, solved the problem of falling short of labor. Children cost nothing but the food and clothes to sustain them, leaving parents with fives of children under their roofs. To keep them under control, mothers turned to spanking while fathers whipped in the infamous woodshed.