Eleanor loved all things beautiful, but also loved all for herself. Sharing seemed so foreign to her and being an only child exasperated matters.
It was ‘my toy’, ‘my dress’ that even sharing a cookie with her mother was taboo.
Such are some of the children we are raising yet hoping that the world will get fairer. How can it when we are raising a selfish generation? Children that are self entitled. It is such that will not want to work yet want to own a Range Rover. Aahhhh, won’t they kill you for that inheritance?
I may seem extreme but it is the reality. When you don’t teach them to share, let alone see the need to, they will feel all is theirs. And if they can’t have it, what next?
But it is never too late to turn the tide. You can intentionally turn the tide if you put some work into it.
Yesterday, he shouted at the house help, and you said, “He is only a little boy.” Two days later, he shouted at her again as well as threw a plate that went into smithereens. While you didn’t like the loss, you told yourself he would change.
Ahhh now, which change are we looking at? For unless you mean degeneration, I don’t see any other. If it positive change, you must make an effort to achieve it.
I can guarantee you, unless you do something, which starts by acknowledging that children ought to be corrected and guided, 10 years down the road, he will be a detestable human being.
Nurture them into what will not make you weep tomorrow.
My ex, like every other guy I have dated before was classically handsome, and quite popular in his circles for his brilliance. He was kind, loving, caring and intentionally present during a season when I could feel myself drowning with no one to hold my hand. He was the nicest human. He took me out on nice expensive dates, bought me gifts, made me feel seen and wanted. He gave me money, just because, as Nairobians call it now, I was receiving girlfriend allowance lol. I mean, he was everything I needed in that season. At least for the time that we were together. But there was something different about him. I just couldn’t point it out.
One time we were out, at the time he was putting his finances together to start purchasing materials to build a house. He asked me what my 5-year plan was. I mean, I…