“Does parenthood always mean being driven by the autopilot of the past?” This quote originated from the essay 'Puddle's' from the novel
“All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten,” written by
Robert Fulghum. Parents must make a decision from what's right and wrong; should children have fun, or grasp the concept which the the incorrect choice? It's a parent which must stop a child from harm, yet some situations are unharmful. Every moment a child possesses in play hood soon vanishes as they realize it's a foolish mistake.
“Puddle's” is a short essay which explicates what a parent does as a child attempts to enjoy themselves. Yet a parent always shout's the usual “NO!” to a child even if their effort means no harm. The essay provides information which relates to every adult in this world; being a child was once a time without worry, and everything had to go your own way. This essay shows how a simple little boy who attempts to play in the puddle was stopped by his mother, and soon enough everyone replicated his idea to show the mother that everything was fine. What the child tried was alright and normal, yet in the end a man was imagining this. No one showed to the mother what the child did was fine, instead they mined their own buisness, but this man imagined the whole story and wanted it to happen. But adults these days believe what a child does is simply immature and they should be taught to forget these acts and outgrow them since this is a mother's duty.
The main philosophical concept is adults were once children as well, and only because they grew older doesn't mean they had never done such a thing. Adults are hypocrites since once they demand you not to cause something, they too had done childish acts. Everyday there is a related story to this essay where a child attempts to try something yet the parents retention keeps them from enjoying an unharmful situations. In pre-school, a child is taught discipline since they sit in a class and listen to a boring teacher through hours. This is not what a child deprivation is, their minds are still too young, usually all they plan is to run outside and have fun. Yet this is not the world they live in, instead they believe
they're locked inside a cage to prevent from having any fun and their minds scream for freedom. “The child strains outward and away from her like a guy wire from a tent in a windstorm. He whines.” This quote from the essay completely explicates the situation of a child who wants to free themselves for enjoyment. Adults refuse to understand the need a child wants so they could just have fun, and what prevents this is as adults grow from childhood to adulthood, their parents have left a mark in their minds which travels onto their kids. Life is short, so anyone might as well do whatever their heart tells them.
From my personal experience, I was taught discipline for variety of reasons, after all, I was an extremely disobedient boy. First of all, I remember the moments as I screamed and cried for attention any public area my folks went. Even if I played with other children, I always harmed them. I enjoyed the laugh even as they cried and my parents always punished me for these consequences. During a while back, I would have enjoyed those moments, even thought they were funny as well, now I realize was a bad little boy I truly was. I even gave trouble to my own sister, and never felt sorry for one bit. Wrestling was always my favorite, of all the time's I played, this is what I adored. I thought is was fun and that there was no harm to it, but every single time my sister cried as I played with her. I didn't understand, I just thought it was a game, even my parents tried to stop me. Yet no matter how many times they tried, and no matter how many previous moments my sister cried, I was never able to understand what was wrong with what I did. I even annoyed my own cousins since every time we played with toys, I perpetually even stole their toys to my side. I yelled and wailed that everything was mine, and that I deserved to play them. Even as my sister joined to play the game, I never let her. My cousins, even my sister never objected, they let me be. There was no point to try to change me at that time, I was extremely stubborn. I can even relate to this essay precisely, I loved puddles, especially in elementary school, every single moment I saw just a small bit of it, I would splash in it everywhere. I'd even getting my family members wet and as usual my mother shouted “STOP!” in her high pitch voice. Those were memorable memories in my past which I shall never forget.
Childhood was distant, yet an unforgettable memory. During these moments as I never obeyed my parents rules and thought none of what I did is wrong, now I begin to realize how misguided I was. These were precious moments of having fun, and I completely understand my attempt of enjoying myself. However, I truly needed to be disciplined, I do agree by the fact I was a bad child. The essay 'Puddle's' explains a child trying to enjoy himself, yet all the while unharming anyone. I on the other hand, caused many problems to various people, even those who were total strangers to me. Even if I was an adult, I would have taught the child I once was a lesson. Of course my childhood life was limited, but I never meant to be such a pain, I completely forgive those which I caused so much trouble in the past. How this relates to the essay is I attempted to have fun just as the boy who wailed and screamed as he embarrassed his own mother, I caused trouble a much more disrespectful way unlike the
boy who just screamed and caught attention. I'm glad I never remained as an immature boy, and I truly learned a lesson that adulthood is something that everyone outgrows from the immature behavior they once endeavored.
2006-12-10
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