Mommy, please be careful with my childhood. Treat me with tenderness in my early years because I am truly a diamond in the rough. Everything that happens during my childhood—the most influential years of my entire life—will affect the way I grow up. I mean that my first experiences and life lessons will define my personality and my adult life.
As you will see, everything about my early years is much more complex than many adults think. During this beautiful but difficult period I discover the world. While my brain is still developing, I begin to discover emotions.
Especially during my infancy I will learn a lot about love. Of course, this whole development will be based on what’s happening right in front of my eyes. What I see in my role models, my biggest role models, will shape me as a child and as a person.
Therefore, the way you treat me is undoubtedly crucial during this phase. It sets the course for my life. That’s why I have to insist again, Mom and Dad, or anyone else in my life: I’m a diamond in the rough. I have yet to be polished to let my beauty shine.
Be careful of my childhood and the reflection you project on me
Mommy, be careful of my childhood. Remember that sooner or later my behavior will be a reflection of you. Stick to what you say and in that way teach me everything with deeds and words. Don’t be afraid to make mistakes. We will learn from every journey and sometimes fall. But on the other hand, we will always get up together again.
Remember, behind every well-behaved child is a bunch of knowledgeable and devoted parents. In assuming your roles as mothers and fathers, you must also accept your responsibilities as a role model for your children.
Think twice before lying, yelling, disrespecting, or other inappropriate behavior. I can’t filter it yet, so I see it all as appropriate behavior.
Remember that deep within the adult who takes refuge in corporal punishment lies another great truth. Behind every beating lies a difficult childhood, a wounded child who confuses fear with respect.
Don’t let me confuse true love between parent and child with abuse. I don’t want any fights or aggression around me. Don’t justify it by saying it’s “for my own good.” After all, that would teach me that violence is a legitimate way to resolve conflicts and channel negative feelings.
My childhood is so very important. It is now, in this period, that my personality is being formed: who I am and how I behave. This is when I develop a way of thinking. And with that, I begin to form my values and principles. And those little flaws and imperfections that we all have are starting to become a part of me.
My childhood, that sweet shared treasure
Mommy, please be careful with my childhood. After all, we are talking about a wondrous treasure that we share together. In addition, my childhood can give you the opportunity to travel back in time. An opportunity that has a value that cannot be expressed in money. And so you can relive your own childhood. You can receive the gift of seeing everything through pure and innocent eyes.
Rediscover the simplicity, the fledgling and the sincerity of each child. Experience the defenselessness of these young, pure creatures. Also, learn to be happy with less. See every problem as a futility that adds some tension to life.
Enjoy the jitters and butterflies in your stomach. Feel that curiosity and deep desire to know and embrace yourself. Hold on to the audacity to chase the loftiest dreams. Swallow your bitterness and surrender to a genuine and uninhibited laugh.
Let your feelings go. The emotional intelligence and purity of children are the remedy for the souls of wounded adults. Embrace the people around you. At the same time, realize that you are equal to other people. So forget all those ridiculous differences that adults make and divide.