Showing posts with label child abuse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label child abuse. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Discipline—How To Discipline a Young Child, No Paddies Required


Dear TEAMS,

In the previous post, I spoke about the overarching premise of discipline and how it’s not about controlling a child’s behavior.  Now I would like to give you the practical outline of how we disciplined in our home when there was an issue…although seeing as you were the recipients of it, you probably have it memorized by now!

We always had three rules posted in our house:

  • Treat other people the way you want to be treated.
  • Do what you’re told to do, when you’re told to do it, and do it without whining or complaining.
  • When Mommy or Daddy tell you to do something, you respond with, “Yes, Mommy/Yes, Daddy, I will.”
We never needed more than those rules, because all infractions broke one or more of those rules.  Those three little rules were great at addressing the major heart attitudes that caused problems for our household, plus they let you know what boundaries there were.  The first, the Golden Rule, addressed your treatment of others, birthed in you the ability to sympathize and empathize with another person, and also opened you to understanding that God’s way is the best way all the time (seeing as the Saviour of the world commanded this and it hasn’t failed its exercisers yet).  

The second addressed the “how” of what you do…do it in a timely fashion and without causing misery to others.  Ideally, that would allow you to do it with a good attitude, but attitude is a choice.  This at least allowed the other members of our household to be spared the auditory drama that at times would accompany compliance.  (Yes, I am speaking like Temperance “Bones” Brennan to make you laugh!)

The third rule simply allowed you to acknowledge the authority of us to command you to do something.  Our household was a benevolent dictatorship with servant leaders as the adults.  You responding with a “Yes, Mommy” told me that you had heard me, but more importantly, reminded you that I was allowed to be requesting what I was of you…whether you liked it or not, whether you felt like doing it or not, whether it made sense to you or not, etc. etc.

I bring up these rules, because it plays an important part in the Discipline Cycle.  When you were young, if one of you broke the rules, whether by taking a toy from your sibling or outright defying us and not doing something requested of you:

  1. I pulled you to the side and asked you the Rules of the House. 
  2. I asked you what you did.
  3. I asked if that broke any of the Rules of the House and which one?  Usually you were right on.
  4. I flipped the situation and asked you, “If you [had the toy, had told me to do something and I didn’t, etc.] and [someone took it from you, I spoke to you that way] how would you feel?”
  5. I waited while you thought.
  6. I waited some more as you got uncomfortable with understanding what you did that was wrong.
  7. I asked you to tell me the answer.
  8. When you inevitably told me that you would feel bad about it, I asked you (since you were in the middle of feeling that empathy) if you wouldn’t want the person to say they were sorry.  You always said, Yes.
  9. I escorted you to the offended party and told them you had something to say to them, or if it was me, I had you apologize.
  10. Then, I prayed a very simple prayer with you and sincerely thanked God for you and that He was teaching you something new.
When apologizing, I always made you say what you were sorry for:  “I’m sorry that I [took your toy, spoke to you rudely, etc.]”

See another post for times when “backup” was needed…

Love, 

Friday, July 6, 2012

Discipline—The Art of


Dear TEAMS,

Both your father and I grew up in a house that used spanking to control our behavior.  (Notice that I did not say spanking as discipline.)  As far as controlling our behavior, it worked well for our parents, because both your father and I didn’t want to get spankings any more than we had to.

This is just another family curse that your daddy and I stopped in your ancestral line.  By all accounts, the woman that raised my father (your Grandpa K)’s mother was literally insane.  My Grandma S endured some pretty serious stuff, and therefore I’m certain my father also endured some serious stuff.   Therefore, he had no training on how to discipline a child, but knew it probably shouldn’t be as bad as what he endured.  I wish to honor my father in that fact…that I truly believe he wanted to go easier on me than what he had.

Your father has a very funny story of his mother chasing him around with a flyswatter, and how he knew it was serious when the Tupperware cake keeper handle was used.  Again, not discipline.

I can only speak from my experience, but spankings in my house were, “If I piss my parents off enough, I will have a sore butt.  And if I do something REALLY wrong, my pants will be pulled down and I will have an even sorer butt.”  This is not discipline.  This is abuse, because at the heart of the spanking was that I did something wrong and my parents were annoyed and were trying to get the thing that was annoying them to stop.  As the recipient of this behavior, I learned to walk in a low level fear and learn to gauge how much I could get away with based on my parent’s moods.  It became a sort of weird game.

Notice that I mention in the previous scenario that I did something wrong.  This is important, because this letter to you is about discipline.  The choice you will have with your own children, my grandchildren, is whether or not you will simply control their behavior or use the opportunity of their failure to obey to help them learn a life skill.  It is a decision you will have to make over and over and over again, because your children will test you over and over again for a variety of reasons and because you will not be the same person every day of your life.  But the truth of discipline never changes:  activity that is meted out simply to get another party to behave a certain way for the convenience of another is selfish at best and abuse at its worst.  True discipline involves a training process by which activity is applied to another along with understanding and knowledge about the activity for the purposes of changing a heart from a harmful state.

There have been failures with both your father and I in our discipline, where we simply punished your behavior.  I regret that, and hope that you will forgive/have forgiven us.  I made it a point to ask your forgiveness afterwards each time.  However, the majority of times I disciplined you, especially as young children, I used the method I talk about in the next posts.  It seemed to work very well and allow you the opportunity to feel respected and loved, even though “paddies” were being used. 
 
And you are all such marvelous people, I believe it was indeed training.

Love,