How do we even begin to be good parents? With the modern ideals of todays world and slogans hurled around like 'be all you want to be' We have decided to be polynesian parents, yes all you need to do to be a good polynesian daddy is bash other drivers with a claw hammer. Look, I truly do understand where the wife of the assailant is coming from. People will generally do anything to protect their family unit. In fact two weeks within having Ella someones grandma tried to crash into our vehicle. Jason of course was absolutely beside himself and I continued driving as I knew grandma was about to be scared some more. However, I am not sure if a claw hammer would have been my husbands weapon of choice and threatening the lady with a pocket protector would not have had the same intensity.
Could this even have been avoided with just a few manners, a frank sorry? I have often wondered about the London bombers could a smilar courtesy have put a question to their plans. Everyone does it, I am extremely guilty of it myself. Be it on a subway, bus or just walking down the street, do you acknowledge people with a smile or nod or do you soft out and look out the window or at something very interesting on the floor. A smile can literally change someones whole life.
I am involved in a group called parents as first teachers and today we are going to explore a sensory development room at QEII. This is a three year commitment and since it is our first time out of the blocks we thought it would be ideal to have someone watch over how we develop our first child. It is quite basic and mainly common sense but to have someone with no bias yelling encouragement on the sideline is fantastic. However, I have hit a bit of a speed bump. Through this organisation I have been exsposed to many others, last week we had a speaker come to one of the classes and tell us of these amazing courses we can do with our babies and all for free. Swimming lessons, music and movement. I was rapt as the classes I was enrolling in was $10 a pop. As I read the other classes available the print at the bottom of the page said CLASSES RUN BY MAORI FOR MAORI. I love our te reo and Maori culture and want to involve Ella in Kohunga and it is also quite likely I speak more Maori than most Maori. Yet I cannot prove if I am Maori or not Maori. Do I pay or not? I have never felt so much class distinction in my life as I do now as a Parent.
Thursday, August 25, 2005
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