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We aren't blog stars. We only publicly shame ourselves this way to keep in touch with all the people we love. We recently moved to Eagle, Idaho (near Boise) where Kimball took his first "real" job. Our kids, Leif (8 yrs) and Magnus (6 yrs) and Paia (4 yrs), are keeping us busy.

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Bullies, Friends and a Plea



My oldest boy Leif is 7. He loves talking to adults and reading the classics. But he loves sports too. This past week I saw him making a menu for a future restaurant. When he saw me looking at "duck-stuffed fennel," he laughed and said, "I just made that up cause I mean, how are you going to get duck into fennel." Then he laughed harder. Last year I had to go into his room every night and remove his Bible from under his head because he would fall asleep reading it. He frequently makes comments during our scripture study that amaze me, like, "If God parted the red sea for Moses that means that he can help me with any of my problems." He's a pretty smart little guy in school and is pretty mature in everything....except socially.


Last year he was bullied some in school and he's been apprehensive about the same thing happening this year. I don't think I'm a greedy parent. My children don't have to be popular or have droves of friends. Just one or two good friends would make me so happy, but Leif is frequently left off birthday party lists and rarely invited to play with other kids. Yesterday was the second day of school, and I stood off to the side after I dropped him off and watched him in the play yard till school started. He didn't realize I was still there, in fact, he ran right by me when the bell rang. I watched as he enthusiastically went up to group after group of kids to see if he could play with them, and to a person they either said, "no" or just ignored him. He just kept smiling and would move on to the next group, but my heart was breaking inside.


After school I asked him how it went. He confessed that someone had called him "idiot" on the first day and that for some reason none of the kids would let him play football with them at any of the three recesses. He loves football. When his dad scolded him for interrupting me while we talked, he did something we've rarely seen, he burst into tears and cried for a long time. We knew what he was crying about. Later he went and prayed in his room. I said yet another of many heartfelt prayers myself. I know our challenges can help us be more compassionate and gain character, and hopefully help us learn how to rely more on God and have a personal relationship with him. So I can understand why he lets us experience these (and much worse) difficulties.


For my part with Leif, we work on social skills every day -- stuff like talking in a soft voice, not talking very much, not being silly, making other people feel good about themselves, etc.

But my plea is this: Can't we teach our children to value everyone, even people who are different. Can't we teach our children to care about other people, even at a young age? We don't just have one or two heartless kids out there, every single kid Leif went up to said he couldn't play with him or turned away. He must have gone up to dozens of kids while I watched. And this is the second school. What could a kid have done so wrong in one day of school that he deserved this? To go back to a bad memory: why would a preschool teacher let all the other kids talk about how Leif wasn't invited to a birthday party during class, without making it a teaching moment? And how could the mother who included every kid except mine in the party be a teacher herself?


The only answer to me is that our values are changing. With the increase of bullying, both in high schools and colleges, we must be doing something wrong as a society. Are we so focused on teaching our children to be cool, that we can't teach them to be compassionate? Or are we so busy that this is just not on our list of things to worry about. If you aren't talking to your kids about it, they aren't naturally doing it, believe me. When our children don't have a lot of interaction with people different than them, they don't value anything but what is like them. They don't see "others" as people. I've read that video games and all the new social media have taught children to think less of other individuals as real people and to think more of ourselves as the all-important center. I don't know. I just know that Leif, the same person who didn't accept a new lunchbox or backpack this year because he wanted his parents to have more money, will probably never have the social sense to be "cool." I just hope that doesn't mean that he'll always be alone.

9 comments:

Mary said...

That's so sad! Leif's such a great kid. He made teaching in Primary so much more fun (at least, once he learned to stay in his own seat...). Hopefully things get better for him at school. :(

KickButtMommy said...

I'm so sorry to hear this. It breaks my heart too. My 9 year old has this problem with some of the girls, even from church, and it tears me apart. I hope things improve for him. If it helps, our son had a hard time at that age too. But once he got a bit older and bit more confidant, things really turned around. Maybe you could seek out some of the kids his age from church or school and arrange play dates at your house so he could get to know them a bit.

Sarah said...

Hey Liv,
This post broke my heart. I just loved Leif, and we all miss him in Primary.
I really hope things turn around for him at school. We will be thinking of you guys. If it's any consolation, I had like 1 friend through middle school, and although it was hard at times, my life turned out ok.
Anyways, he's a great kid with an amazing family to support him...the other kids will come around. Still, I can imagine how heartbreaking it is to watch as a mother.

KickButtMommy said...

p.s. I really really love your family pics on your sidebar!

Brent said...

Your Leif sounds like such a good boy. I echo KickButtMommy's comments...I know from experience. With time, I can almost guarantee that Leif will be a popular, sensitive, caring young man.

Paia said...

Tears, tears, tears. I know what a conscientious mama you are and you are thorough in researching anything that is a challenge. We've talked and you know my thoughts. Needless to say, he needs lots of experiences where he succeeds. Remember when you gave him a camera because he loved taking pictures so much? More of that and carry through whatever it is so that there is a physical reminder of his talent and success. Loves, hugs, kisses for all my grandbabies. The Lord can truly heal. Let's keep Leify before him as we have in the past. Don't forget to send him to Provo during the summer and let him enjoy sports camps, hikes with Papa, and those amazing one on one times with his Papa. Love you, Mama

The Thomas Family said...

Oh Liv, I just don't understand why either. Parents have such a responsibility. And that teacher?! Ah!! I feel so strongly about this also and completely agree with what you've said. I feel so sensitive about how my kids interact with others and try SO HARD to make sure they are learning to accept, be KIND and show compassion, etc. I love Leif. He is so great. So maybe this age will be hard, but it will pass.

The Wyler Family said...

My heart is breaking for that sweet boy! This is such a problem and parents and teachers need to be so much more aware. I've already started worrying about this with Ethan.

Paia said...

Four years later and Leif has matured so much and excels in almost everything he does. He has become a "hero" and "standard" for kids at school who make comments like, "Well, how did Leif do?" "What was his score?" Aside from being an academic amazement, he is a talented pianist, avid reader, still a gospel scholar/student, scriptorian, and even does indexing. He has gone through the summers of sports and conquered soccer and football. He is still tender-hearted and loves his family with a very soft spot for his Mama. He babysits and takes great care of his little year-old sister. He will move onward and he continues to be in my prayers. The teen years are still ahead. Remember how much we love you, Leify. I hope this remains intact that you will see long after I am gone how much your life affected mine and how grateful I am you are eternally linked to me. Always, your Nana.


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