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I wonder ~ wonder
why others are so different
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parents don’t “fire” * them
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* Defining “fired” I as a child believed:
For me, as a child, being “fired” meant
that my parents would not love me
and keep me. I didn’t know what would
happen…maybe disown me, not speak to me.
Maybe even send me away…
I realize as an adult, that I didn’t fear my
parents … I was just puzzled.
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I never thought of this as abuse. I didn’t know
what abuse was as a sheltered child. It was
not discussed except for the uncles mentioning the
razor strap that still hung on the bathroom door in
the house they grew up in.
The mystery was to me, why I could see other
families that were so different, so open,
lots of conversations, arguing, even disappointing
their parents… or disgracing as my parents would
have called some behavior.
Family behavior as I saw and read about puzzled
me. A real mystery as to why other families
were forgiving. My family rigid and high
expectations. I don’t know where I got
the idea a child could be “fired”…. I carried
the idea into adulthood. A mystery to me.
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Friends,
I realized after posting the haiku that it
probably didn’t make any sense to anyone but me !
Thank you for visiting my blog and “liking” and
commenting on my posts.
Peace
Siggi
siggiofmaine 
Susie Clevenger (@wingsobutterfly)
My mother was very verbal and harsh while my dad was silent…It was always firecrackers around our home….I found escape in a book. When a child we cope with what skills we have at the time…sometimes that child still speaks when we are grown. Thanks for such an honest piece.
Nanka
This is sad but I wonder what led them to be so rigid??….the tradition should never continue!! Have a great day Siggi and enjoy!!
Kay Davies
My parents were very open and forthcoming about things, but I still managed to get myself all mixed up in my little poet’s head. Looking back, I realize I had a great childhood but I was too young to enjoy it.
K
Kay Davies
Make that “too young to appreciate it”.)
K
Hannah Gosselin
I’m so glad that you wrote about this. It is a real eye opener…I grew up in similar…thank you for your childhood perspective…I forgot a lot of things…how I felt as a child…it was tough love-character development…but at the same time I’m not so sure about all that. Rambling, apologies.
Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
I can relate to this a lot. the difference on how we are brought up… the openness in different families the values, and how these values are passed through generations.
Chevrefeuille
Could we be like a child for the rest of our lives.
kaykuala
In all innocence a child takes what is given. Maturity will determine that there are choices. Nicely Siggi!
Hank