Dear Rod
Your recent article about childhood brought back memories of a sad and painful childhood.
I was brought up in an era where “Children should be seen and not heard.”
Girl children, in particular, were treated as second class citizens.
My father believed that it was a waste of time and money to send his daughters to University, as all they would do would be to get married and have babies.
Emotions had to be suppressed. No crying when we hurt ourselves, just a sharp slap and a “pull yourself together.”
“I love you” was not in our parents vocabulary. A pat on the back or a well done, were unheard of, for fear of us becoming swollen headed.
Certain subjects were taboo and never discussed. The usual talk about the “birds and the bees” did not take place in our home, resulting in misunderstanding, fear and confusion.
How I longed, to be able to discuss anything and everything, with my mother, as my friends did with theirs.
I grew up with nothing but criticism and constantly being told, that I was useless and good for nothing.
Growing up, I was fearful, nervous and lacked confidence.
I have spent my entire life trying to prove my worth!
Durban Reader
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