I was once asked, ‘Why can’t you be like her’?
And I could never get myself to like that person I was
compared with.
Enmity and unhealthy rivalry among children mostly roots
from the attitude of their parents. Some parents are judgmental or hypocrites
of the highest degree…and these people are as harmful as drugs are to our society.
Contrary to popular ideas that all kids want only one thing –
the TV remote, there are some kids that beg to differ. They prefer sports or toys instead. That everyone should behave in a way that is set by someone's 'perfect' child is an expectation that can be true for dogs and cats, not people. Some kids can talk very well at two. Some do not talk
until they are six. This does not say anything about a child’s IQ or any other
factor but it says a lot about the person who is making these comparisons. These are pointers to the fact that each and every kid is different,
and whichever pace they grasp and perform, they will be fine. They will all turn
out to be just fine. Just leave them alone.
My sister and I were often compared to a certain someone at church. This girl, let’s call her Alpha, was very famous in the
church and the neighborhood for scoring consecutive A plus grades for
mathematics in school. And mathematics
was supposed to be the subject in which the mark you score decides your destiny.
Your emotional fate, which means if you don’t want to be discussed among nosy
aunties in high pitched voices with frowning eyebrows then you should score
well in Math. Mathematics is basically an aptitude subject. There are kids that
find it easy, others who find it okay, some others that struggle. And I fell in
the last category. I couldn't possibly get myself do math.
I was in hell. This was not because Alpha or her marks existed. But
because Alpha’s parents decided to show off. Because they decided to scream from their rooftops that their daughter was superior in some way. And this
marked our eternal grudge to Alpha and opened the way to complexes that
ruined our self-worth.
However I grew older and there was role reversal. Now I have
to listen to others compare their kids with mine. That my son does not speak as
fluently (fluency is defined as the rate at which pathetic characters in cheap TV soaps deliver their dialogues which was obviously scripted by some moron over copious amounts of liquor), or that he is not tall enough for a three year old are things
that bother other people! How tall should a three year old be? God!
This concern roots from desperation of people to
establish that they have the perfect kid. The secret pleasure they get from this
is directly proportional to the level of hypocrisy . It is likely
that their perfect kid has inherited it too, who knows ! Kids know people, their intentions and
how genuine they are. And I know that my son will grow up to never be best
friends with the ‘perfect’ kids and their supremely divine parents. I will not
stop him, as I know from my experience that it is not possible to be friends
with the person you are compared with. The moment you compare, you are
humiliating the child that will crush his self-respect in ways we cannot think
of.
My basic question is this. Who else, besides parents, should
be concerned about the child? Who? What does it take to leave the children alone?
On mornings when I drop my son at his nursery I watch all
the parents. Some of them hug their kids and say ‘Take care..! See you soon’!
And blow kisses. Others just say ‘Bye’ and go back to their vehicles in a
hurry. Some others just leave them near the teacher and leave. Do you think the
one that blew kisses loves her kid more than the one who left without waving
bye?
Do you think so? Who
are you to judge?