Ew. I’m not reading this. This is a GIRL post.
Posted by: Andrea on
Aug 25th, 2007 |
Filed under: Charlotte Mason, Family Life, Humor, Kid Lit
That’s what my son gave as a reason why he had muted an icky, sparkly, and very very pink My Little Pony commercial. It’s a girl commercial. He doesn’t want to have anything to do with girl commercials, girl toys, girl media. Yes, folks, we are now in THAT PHASE. Should I brace myself? Puberty’s next, right? Humor me and respond with a confident “no,” please, for the love of all that’s holy.
Between this and his recent desire to a) take up boxing and b) become a ninja pirate pirate ninja martial artist and c) asking if I’m able to teach him how to fish, I think I can safely surmise that DS9 is really seeking male role models right now. My dad has agreed to step up to the plate and attend Cub Scouts with him every week and be his partner this year for all CubScout activities. I think this will be good for DS9 and also good for Grandpa.
The only problem with this is, my family does not do camping.
I don’t actually know a lot of Cubans who are great outdoors enthusiast, so maybe it’s cultural. Generally speaking, as a culture, we just don’t think it’s charming to “rough it.” Maybe Cubans have done too much “roughing it” back in the old country to think it’s charming and whimsical to do it for leisure here.
I can understand that, but I am also an exception here. I personally love Fort Wilderness in Orlando, FL. I have camped there once and am planning another trip with a friend of ours in November. She and I will sleep in one tent, and the kids will sleep in another. It’ll be fabulous, and DS9 and I are very excited. My mother claims she also once camped there. In actuality, she shelled out nearly $200 per night to stay in one of the luxury resort log cabins, complete with room service that does your dishes for you while you’re out frollicking in the resort. Hey, the cabin was next to a bunch of trees! To her, that counted as “camping.” Hee! I suggested to my parents that they join us on our next camping trip, and they in all seriousness declared me legally insane.
So, obviously, this does present a stumbling block for my Dad in his road to being a Scouting partner. My parents don’t know anything about the Boy Scouts. They don’t know any actual scouts besides Ds9; when I initially enrolled him, they politely but uneasily inquired if it was some “military thing for kids.” They took him to some archery scouting event last year and conceded the Cub Scouts certainly looked like ”a very wholesome group of children.” I suppose that’s a good first step (and it convinced them that I had not, in fact, enrolled my child in some distance-learning version of military school). But when I told my dad he had to help DS9 do things like tie knots, woodwork and outdoors activities, the look he gave me can only be described as “dumbfounded.”
But you know what, we all gotta start somewhere, right?
I think it’ll do them both good. It is a trial by fire, but Abuelo is nothing if not a man of great perseverance, so they’ll be okay together.
The point is, I need to start finding other people to be formative influences to DS9. I see him really yearning to have an older male with which to identify. DS9’s dad (who lives in Boston) has promised to come visit at least once every three months and email him twice a week from here on out, so hopefully that will help some, too, as will the martial arts and the boxing program. If he needs more testosterone than that, well, heck, maybe he’d really love military school!
I’m sure DS9 will stop thinking girls are icky in a couple of years, but for now, he is doing what psychologists would deem “identity formation,” and that’s okay – it’s just something for which I have no point of reference. And I have to say: it’s not my fault. I’m not one of those “That’s a GIRL TOY!” moms at all. I’ve always let DS9 play with whatever he wants. He still sleeps with the teddy bear his dad bought him when he was 8 months old; I don’t comment on this fact. He’s 9! And with the AS/ADHD, emotionally and socially he’s probably a couple of years younger. I figure if he gets to be 23 years old and still snuggling with “Lovey,” I’ll start to worry then
. I don’t think harping on what are “boy things” and “girl things” actually teaches a child anything other than second guessing him or herself, and being circumspect when sharing with you what he or she enjoys. They learn modeling in other ways. Why pile on the neuroses?
So the gender identification isn’t something I’ve shoved down his throat since day 1 or anything. He’s just very much a “boy’s boy” and I’m very much a “girl’s girl” and the older he gets, the less equipped I become as a resource.
Having caught on, though, I’ve started weaseling things into our homeschool. DS9, I have realized, likes stories about: animals, boys his age, or both. In The Year of the Boar and Jackie Robinson as a read-aloud – total failure. I loved the story and couldn’t figure out why he didn’t, until it hit me: he hated it because it’s about a little girl. Ew.
With all this in mind, I did hand him a copy of The Adventures of Robinson Crusoe, the Great Illustrated Classics adaptation, and not only is he whizzing through it, but he is no longer dragging his heels at narration. In fact, he breathlessly retells in vivid detail all the things that happen in the story after each chapter (and noted disapprovingly that Crusoe had African slaves in his early life - not cool, Crusoe, not cool!) Past that, he actually – you might want to sit down for this part – wrote a voluntary essay summation of the last chapter. That’s right. My dyslexic, dysgraphic, hates-to-write son volunteered to write a literature essay about Mr. Crusoe’s adventures, with which he surprised me (and how). It was a pretty good essay, even, both in content and mechanics! I might have gloated a little when I was sure no one was looking.
I definitely want him to give the G.A. Henty books of historical fiction for boys a try. They come really highly recommended, and there is absolutely nothing pink, sparkly or overtly GIRL BOOK!!! about them, so they should be a safe bet.






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