There is a lot of talk, here in Ontario lately, about what is and isn’t appropriate for our children.
Stories are being covered in the media:
I have wanted to write about my thoughts on the sex ed program for a while and had planned to.
Then other stories have made the news since I first started brainstorming what I wanted to say.
I always try to mull over an issue for a while first, anything as important as this, before I go running my mouth here. I did not want to go off on a tangent, but I have so many thoughts and strong feelings about healthy sexuality and gender issues.
I know the religious and cultural beliefs and how important those are to people.
I guess parents should request that their children go to the library while these classes are being taught, but recess and after school – kids talk.
I have a vested interest in these issues, although I have no children of my own. I have a niece who has recently started school. I have nephews who will soon be doing the same. Of course, I want them to learn in a healthy way, both in school and out of it, wherever that might be.
I believe in age appropriate, but what exactly does that mean? I believe in being honest and truthful, to call things what they are, all while not making children grow up any faster than they already do.
When I recently heard a story of an eleven-year-old caught watching porn on a phone, I admit I shuddered at the thought of lost innocence. I don’t know the appropriate age. When can these things be used in healthy ways? Just who is best able to put things of a sexual nature in their proper context and place?
How does shame get exposed? How do we keep our children from seeing the darker side of life? Anything having to do with sex doesn’t have to equal this darkness, but there is a fine line. When will people accept the fact that not talking about these things does not prevent them?
“Be fruitful and multiply.”
I had never heard this term before the other day. At first I would have guessed it was a word from some fantasy series, such as the supply of arrows Legolas had at his ready, in The Lord of the Rings.
I never would have guessed it was a term used to describe the excuse religion sometimes gives to have as many children as possible and to condemn any form of birth control.
What about when one of your multiple children commits a terrible crime against other, defenceless children?
Excuses are being made, as usual, such as a common favourite:
He was only a child himself, who didn’t know any better.
I am not here to blindly cast judgment on any entire group of people or what they choose to believe.
I am only sickened by the extremes, the excuses, and the hypocrisy.
I don’t know what could really be going on inside the family in question. Truthfully though, it scares me to even try to imagine it.
I could never bring myself to watch the show. It all seemed rather creepy to me.
Of course, I had my own feelings on the multiple children part. I see firsthand a world so unfair, where someone can have so many babies, while someone else can hardly have one.
I was taught not to be extreme in any direction, in any area. I happen to think this is a really healthy way to live life.
We’re taught to trust our parents and other authority figures. We are told, from a very young age, that we should do what we are told by these people because they know better, right?
Not to question them.
The trouble is, being an adult or a parent does not equal knowing what is right and doing the right thing. Plenty of adults make mistakes and employ horrendous judgment.
This leaves the children, under their charge and their care, vulnerable to the affects.
Then there is the hierarchy of men and women, which I suspect bleeds into boys and girls, starting at an early age.
Yes, I call this a feminist issue because we must no longer allow the belief that men are superior to women to continue.
I understand the need for something like a dress code. That’s just a part of life. It’s going to extremes again though, when you tell both guys and girls that how short a girl’s shorts are or how much skin is showing with a particular top will tempt or distract any male in close proximity – this is what needs to stop. It perpetuates the myths and the harmful beliefs.
I don’t see how this family was okay to be in the spotlight, to have a show on TLC, but other things were not okay.
Home schooling seems odd to me. Again, to each his own, but what exactly are the parents who decide to home school their children afraid of?
Same fear about the revised sex ed in the schools in my province here in Canada.
God forbid we actually talk and teach. It’s getting these subjects out in the open that’s going to be the antidote to the fearful silences which allow abuse to thrive, no matter what religion we’re talking about.
I try to believe that sexual assault and abuse aren’t all that common, but it starts with ancient, outdated, and incorrect beliefs and practices. It’s an issue of culture and feminism. I am sorry to throw any religion under the bus, but any set of beliefs that says one group is superior to another is moving toward dangerous territory.
What was a network like TLC thinking, giving a show to just such a family in the first place?
What were the parents of this family thinking?
I can’t imagine what goes on when a family has so many children in it. Be “fruitful” my ass. That many of anything is rarely going to end well. You lose your place in a group that big. Jealousy is a common human emotion. Feeling powerless must have played a part.
Who is surprised at these revelations? I regret to say, I am not. I knew this situation was a recipe for disaster, for something like this to come out one day.
I don’t discount the one who committed these acts of violation. I ask where or how he learned it was okay in the first place and what decisions and choices made it acceptable, in any way, shape, or form.
So of course there are plenty of news stories, reports, and things coming out about the family and their affiliations.
TLC and advertisers are backing out. Sorry is being said. Apologies. Are they enough? Does anything actually change?
So while the world is horrified by the way a girl dresses for school, an honest and updated sex education curriculum, or some young woman spreading positive advice on YouTube, my fears are of the silences that go on behind closed doors. It’s the stuff that is kept hidden and not discussed that causes open wounds that fester and scars that never fully heal.
In a future post, related to this issue, I will discuss the documentaries that have been making the news lately.
What do you think? Where do you think the problems truly lie? How can we best protect our children, giving them the tools to thrive and be healthy?