ROUND THIRD: Children Spoiled by Lack of Discipline – Rome Sentinel | Directory Mayhem

While shopping at Marshall’s the other day, I saw a young child (maybe 2 or 3 years old) misbehaving. He threw a really good tantrum, complete with yelling, beating and slapping his mother. She hadn’t bought him what he wanted.

This behavior is strange for people my age who have been taught to honor and respect your parents. It may have happened then, but not in any of the families I knew. I thought about it for a while and decided, once again, that I didn’t have an answer to this problem, only reflections.

Parents today have so few options in this area. At that time there were even cute sayings: spare the rod, spoil the child.

Well, today corporal punishment is reported and prosecuted. Everyone looks out for abuse.

But what exactly is abuse? Sometimes I think our worst mistake is letting a child into the world thinking they owe them a living and rebounding when they discover they don’t!

What’s the answer?

Talk? It doesn’t seem to work that well for most. This generation cannot even type texts without abbreviations and codes. Don’t tell me I’m an old hand – I know that. But I would really like to see a legal way to control your child and teach him how to coexist with the 7 billion other people on this planet.

I’m not convinced yet. A friend of mine asked me to write something about it. For example: With what I know now, what teachers have to deal with, I would never do it again. How do you teach without discipline? Who learns in such an explosive environment?

Spare the staff

Save the rod and spoil the child – that’s what they used to say.

It’s not how they did it then, but how it’s done today.

It’s such a kinder, gentler style when kids go astray

But put a finger up to your kid and they’ll send you away.

My daddy had a stronger style; He laid me on his lap

And I can tell you, my friend, it wasn’t a nap.

But the parents are afraid to act now, they take a lot of crap,

And everyone’s watching, so throw that strap away.

It is now considered cruel to even raise your voice or hand.

We gotta argue with them when they’re wrong

And pray to God they learn from it when things don’t go as planned.

The lack of discipline in children is widespread in this country.

I’m not a dr Spock telling you how to raise your child

I don’t know when they’ll go wild either.

I know my dad is up there and I bet he just smiled

And said: “It’s not you, my son – all parents are infatuated.”

I’m glad I’m just watching now, my “rearing” days are over

But I just love my father for the way he raised his son.

It couldn’t have been easy, I was always on the run

And into everything that’s under that sun.

But Pa knew how to handle me and taught me how to grow

And more than once he “emphasized” on keeping me in the flow.

I honored both of my parents in this time so long ago.

That honor then turns into respect for people you know. JDF

To kid: The couple was celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary and the daughter asked her mother what she would wear to the party. The mother described the dress and asked her daughter what shoes she should wear with it. The daughter told her to wear the silver ones. The husband chimed in jokingly, “Would that go with her hair?” The wife turned around and said, “Then I suppose you’re going barefoot.”

Favorite one-liner:

• You never know what a bad loser you are until you try dieting.

• The most dangerous time in a person’s life is when they decide they know enough.

• My brain is like the Bermuda Triangle. Information comes in and is never heard from again.

• I wish there was a way to donate fat like you can donate blood.

Story: Horatio Nelson was in a naval battle with the French in 1801. His commander on land signaled him to retreat, but he wouldn’t, so he purposely held the telescope to his blind eye so he could truthfully say he hadn’t seen the signal. In the course of these events, the saying “close your eyes” arose.

Until next week. JDF

Note: Last week’s column accidentally left out the last line of the poem.

It was “Sip all that vanity and when I buy – YOU LOOK AT ME!”

Sorry for the confusion. It is necessary to bind the concept of the poem.

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