Archive for July, 2009

July 30, 2009

Race matters

by Rod Smith

Thulani is 11 now...

Thulani is 11 now...

Race comes up often in our family now, but it was kindergarten that officially informed Thulani that he is black. Prior to this enlightenment he’d casually told me, on several occasions, that I was silver and he was gold. I liked that.

After a few more sensitivity lessons at school, and yet in kindergarten, he asked me why I had put Rosa Parks off the bus. He noted, and with authority, that it was a white man who had done this to her and that I was white. I am not sure he paid much attention to my “cows have four legs and dogs have four legs but dogs are not cows” explanation.

Marshall Thulani

Marshall Thulani

When a little younger than his kindergarten induction into the world of race-relations, Thulani was draped in a towel and, stepping from the shower, he glanced down at his naked body, closed his eyes and prayed: “Lord Jesus. Make me the same color as my daddy!” Opening his eyes, he glanced at his unchanged skin color and said, “Oh well. Didn’t work. I like brown anyway.”

“Just as well,” I noted, “you are going to be brown for a long time.”

“You know,” said Thulani in the fifth grade, “I am the only black boy in my class? There are girls. But I am the only black boy.”

“You know,” I replied, “I am the only white man in our house.”

July 29, 2009

Loves school sport more than school work…

by Rod Smith

“Our son of fifteen is not a problem child, but does not do well with schoolwork. His projects are slapdash; he leaves everything to the last minute. If a project is due one week in advance he works on it the night before. He drives us to destruction. He loves sport and attends school only for that reason I am sure. What do we do? “

India

India

I say great! If your son thrives in doing his work even at the last minute, encourage him in his areas of strength. I myself found that I was a procrastinator in school and did well even though I always crammed in the last minute for my tests or assignments. For some people, that works. Teens live with so much more pressure than ever before. And I do not envy what they have to go through one bit. So if sports are what keep him in school, terrific! Unlike so many other young people, your son has found something positive that encourages him to stay in school. I say be his number one cheerleader, and trust the values you’ve taught him will work out in his personal, unique journey.

Midwest, USA

Midwest, USA

You could create a system that rewards him if he completes his assignments well and on time. If he enjoys sport create the system around his love of sport. Devise a contract where, if he spends a certain amount of time a day on his homework, then he would be allowed to spend the rest of the day doing sport. Decide together what grades he needs and create rewards when he reaches them. They must be achievable and also flexible. Find out what interests him and arrange a work experience in the field where he can spend time in the real world. Provide opportunities for him to discover where his passions and abilities lie and this alone may encourage him to improve his performance. It’s his life, therefore his responsibility, but guidance from parents is very important.

July 29, 2009

Welcome home…

by Rod Smith

Speak up....

Speak up....

When Thulani was about nine months old we once entered the USA through LAX.

A roaming immigration officer met us in the line.

“Papers!” he demanded without looking at me.

“I beg your pardon,” I said.

“Papers? Passports? Where’s the mother?” he said.

“Sir,” I said, “The courts in Indiana decided that the whereabouts of my son’s mother is no one’s business.”

The officer stormed off with our passports, only to return to repeat the question.

“I have told you,” I said. “Now, tell me officer,” I continued, “What are your worst fears?”

I pointed out that the legitimacy of the passport ought to calm his worst fears. Getting a little more than irritated I noted:

“I can’t figure out if this is sexism or racism? You’re not checking other parents and babies. Is it you can’t imagine a man traveling with a young baby or it is that we are different colors. Both will make a good story for Time,” I suggested.

Then, having slept through all this in a backpack on my back, Thulani awoke.

“Dadadadadadadadaaaa,” he said into my ear and the official stuffed our passports into my hands and left us alone.

He never did answer my questions.

July 28, 2009

Where are the Smiths and what are they doing?

by Rod Smith

Arizona

Arizona

As I write today I am a kilometer or two from an obscure town named Christopher Creek, Arizona and, like I remember from growing up in Durban, the temperatures are soaring. It feels like summer in Durban. Although I’ve not seen it myself, and nor have needed to do it, I am told some people have to open car doors using oven mitts! It’s hot, it’s dry, and it is heaven for me.

My task here at this rustic campsite is to address about 60 inner-city children aged 11 to 14 who come from a poor neighborhood in nearby Phoenix. These children, almost exclusively Hispanic, are fluent in English and Spanish.

As a natural product of their warm and caring ways, they have embraced my children and me in a manner that could teach much to some far “better off” people I have encountered around the world. While most of the children have never left their immediate neighborhood in Phoenix, and couldn’t be more unaware of the larger world, nor have any inclination of what it might be like to come from South Africa, their immediate inclusion of the Smiths into their circle of friendship could teach some churches, gosh, even the United Nations, a thing or two.

July 28, 2009

Our blended family is working….

by Rod Smith

Take up your life

Take up your life

I regularly receive very encouraging mail from men and women who have worked hard, sometimes employing a thought or principle read in this column, to become as happy and productive as possible with their family. Here’s one I received today:

“I am part of a blended family and have been for 17 months. After doing a lot of reading (and with some help from Rod) about coping with issues in our family, we have settled into a wonderful life. I have realised now how very blessed my boyfriend and I are in that we have achieved something so amazing in a short space of time. We are not without our problems like most families but they are small, normal, and easily solved. We have thrown five children into the mix. They fight like cat and dog but also love each other dearly and refer to each other as brothers and sisters. They protect each other and stand by each other and sometimes do unite against my boyfriend and me. So, for those of you in blended families, they can work and bring so much love and joy to everyone in them.”

July 28, 2009

A non-aggressive letter….!

by Rod Smith

“I am stuck in a verbally, mentally, financially, and physically abusive marriage for 28 years.The second and last born of my kids, together with their dad, condone and encourage each others bad behaviour towards me (their dad rewards their behaviour with money and goodies). We do not communicate at all. I feel helpless when I rebuff their behaviour without support. My eldest son is working and still lives rent free at home (paying off all his student loans). I have worked for the past 30 years. I single-handed educated two eldest and still have little 11 year old strong-willed boy. I purchased the town house, furnished it and bought the car which my husband uses for work,while I use our crumbling public transport system. I am financially crippled. Please assist with some points to use as I plan to write him a non-aggressive letter.”

Midwest, USA

Midwest, USA

Forget the letter. You determine your financial and emotional future. Take back your power and with it your home and car. Have a supportive person present when you tell your family how you will allow them to treat you, with the option that, if they don’t, they are free to leave. Freedom is a gift that shouldn’t be given away to anyone.

ACT, Australia

ACT, Australia

You must have a deep resiliency to come 28 years with a man who abuses you and encourages your sons to totally disrespect you. A non-aggressive letter isn’t going to do much good from the way you describe your household.

You need to do some very drastic changes if you want to have things happen for the better. Someone said that ‘Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result.’ I would encourage you to consider respecting yourself and valuing the energy and stamina that you have invested in this family. You aren’t doing them any favours by giving in to their treatment of you.

I would encourage you to seek professional help to create a change in you, in them and in your home.

Scotland

Scotland

Your sons have seen their father treat you badly and it seems they want to play the same game. It will take great courage and perseverance from you to change the rules. They will continue this way unless you change. Before writing to them or talking with them you should decide what you will tolerate and what you will not tolerate, what you expect of them, and how they need to contribute to the running of the home. You need to be very sure what you will do if they will not accept your stand, as they are likely to resist change; change is hard. One of the most helpful things you could do however is to start esteeming and loving yourself. Work on you. What is good about you and worth respecting?

India

India

The situation you find yourself in has more to do with you than it does for your husband and sons. As an individual, you always have the freedom of choice to create the necessary positive and healthy changes that can only start with you. If you continue to allow your significant others to trample all over you, you really have no one but yourself to blame. If you can conjure up the faith, courage, strength, and dignity every woman in this world could possess, I can almost guarantee that you will become a person of sound mind, respect, security, and happiness. Be bold and be strong!

July 28, 2009

Love knocks…

by Rod Smith

Now 11

Now 11

On the first two or three days Thulani was home from the hospital I got separate visits from two real Christian women.

“I want you to know I don’t support your decision to adopt a baby,” said the one.

“Don’t you think we should find him a real family? There’s still time,” said the other.

In their defense, which I was blind to at that point, I should have recognized their legitimate concerns. It’s not that I’d demonstrated an overly nurturing persona, nor had there been any suggestion that I was looking to adopt (because I wasn’t). But the visits were invasive. I was not appealing to either of these women for help, permission, or guidance – and neither was, at best, more than an acquaintance.

It makes me think of the woman I ran into somewhere and much later (I really do forget where and when) who suddenly burst out, quite vehemently, having picked up pieces of our story: “You might have had these boys as babies all by yourself, but let me tell you this, you have never breast fed a baby and you’ll never know that joy.”

Before I could affirm her observation she was gone.

July 27, 2009

Loving adult sons and daughters….

by Rod Smith

ACT, Australia

ACT, Australia

As we grow older, the seasons in our lives change and the adjustment to that change requires attention and re-alignment. When our children leave home, we really miss them, and relating to them isn’t about meeting their needs but listening and relating to them as adults. They don’t need us in the ways they use to – we no longer have the role we once had. Parenting takes on different aspects – being available for support and friendship while at the same time offering encouragement as we see their lives being lived and the children coming along.

My own “learning curve” as our children got older was to make the decision to focus on the roots of my own anxieties, which came from my own family background. There were issues in my own life that needed healing. I saw very clearly my tendencies to want to control their lives because I thought my way was better. I had made mistakes and I didn’t want them to make the same mistakes.

A challenging task for many parents – especially moms, is ‘letting go’ of their sons and daughters to let them live their lives. It’s being able to stand back and allow them to do it THEIR way – trusting and respecting their values and decisions how they parent, and where they go no matter how radical it might seem.

Loving takes on a whole new meaning. It takes a lot of focus and energy to change the way we see our sons and daughters. Keeping quiet when we could voluntarily give our ‘sound advice’ is hard work. If they ask for input, that’s another story.

I pray a lot for my adult children and also for myself that I may continue to keep accepting them as they are and releasing them to their own journeys.

Readers wanting to write directly to Jean may do so at: Jean@TakeUpYourLife.com

July 27, 2009

Powerful abilities are at your disposal…

by Rod Smith

You can do all five today...

You can do all five today...

1. Forgiveness – not necessarily “forgetting” although forgetting is a bonus, but fully forgiving everyone, everything, and all the time. I am not suggesting you stand in line to be repeatedly hurt.

2. Generosity – offering of your resources, gifts, and skills to others for a fee, or no fee. Both can be expressions of generosity. Just because you pay for something does not mean the source is not generous. Remember, and I’d give credit if I knew where I heard it, “If you get something for nothing someone is getting nothing for something!”

3. Hospitality – offering your home, car, and your resources (wisely) to others empowers everyone in the equation. It is a bonus if you can do it for an enemy or an estranged family member. This is radical hospitality.

4. Humor – offering others your ability to see and to express the lighter sides of life. Anxious people (organizations, churches, schools, businesses) become convinced that seriousness is more productive or more important than playfulness. In truth it is quite the opposite. (Please read Ed. Friedman: Failure of Nerve).

5. Awareness – developing healthy awareness of the impact your life has on others, the environment, and the future.

July 26, 2009

I blew it tonight….

by Rod Smith

Nate is 7

Nate is 7

My stress spikes in fine restaurants. In Mastro’s last night Nathanael (7) was all over the place. Up. Down. Sitting. Standing. He was tired. And tiring. He drummed on the table, put his head down. He pulled his shirt over his head then over the back of his chair. And more.

Let me focus on my behavior: I’m trying to engage adults, monitor children, exude patience, and LOOK good. Classic triangle. I talk quietly. I’m hearing myself use a harsh, desperate whisper. I feel HIS behavior all over MY body. I march him out and tell him there’ll be no candy or snow cones (he LOVES both) for the next few days unless he behaves like the other 200 people in the restaurant. He gives me a military “Yes, Daddy” and he’s a changed child – for three minutes!

Dessert arrives. My saner self talks: “You should know better,” says a less desperate internal whisper. “It’s you, not your friends, who choose the context – time, place, activity – for your children. This is not a good context for Nate?” “I know, I know.” I reply, “My choices set the stage for his.”

I blew it. It’s fine place. Nathanael should wait a decade or two before returning – unless we’ve both been banned forever.