MichelleCarmen
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Gypsy|1375411114|3494991 said:Maria, sexual abuse that is peer on peer is well... I hate to tell you, it happened at my junior high AND at my highschool. I wasn't a victim. But I know of it happening. And even reported it once myself. Both my schools were VERY highly rated. Both in very upscale peninsula towns (same town) and many of the kids had very affluent parents. Relatively low class sizes. And not huge schools (though not small either).
It happens when you get kids together and you leave them without direct supervision. Recess, lunch time. Bathrooms, wooded areas at school, behind trees, behind the bleachers... there is opportunity everywhere. And where there is opportunity and children... sh*t happens.
I don't know of one school that has bathroom monitors whose job it is to sit in a bathroom all day and make sure that no kid is molested by a peer. Do you?
I'm not saying it is okay. But it happens. SO following the logic of some of the people in this thread (not you) ...the solution would be to home school them? Completely isolate and protect them. So what if they are never socialized, they'll be SAFE. Is that what's healthy and in the kid's best interest? No, of course not. That's silly. And it's unhealthy. And that's what I am saying. You teach them it is wrong and to report it, and how to defend themselves against it. Because it happens. You don't avoid it and shut them away and never let them out until they are adults completely unprepared for the real world.
And Maria I also agree with you that a camp that will not allow direct parent to child contact sounds dodgy. I wouldn't be okay with that. In fact I'd want a place that had several public phones standing by for the kids use and encouraged the kids to call home in teh evenings. That's judgement. And you said yourself that when your child was an early teen, you let them go to camp. That's very different than what I hear from others in this thread. What I hear is you were cautious and used common sense. Not that you were one of the helicopter parents.
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MC... my situation wasn't that drastic from MY MOTHER's point of view. It didn't affect all areas, my mother's 'fears' and her protectiveness. In fact she thought she was very liberal. Why? I was allowed to drink wine with dinners starting at fourteen if I wanted to. I was allowed to date boys (supervised) starting at 14. My grandparents were immigrants and my grandmother spoke no english. So I was always interacting with shopkeepers (and I don't personally think that's a good example of 'freedom'), from a very young age, and with just about everyone else. I was NOT shy and I was a chatterbox. I was allowed to have friends over my house. And I was allowed to fly places on my own. My mother thought AND STILL THINKS that she was a very liberal mom. She was not. In fact she was insanely over protective. But if you talk to her.. to this DAY she'll just tell you she was cautious but very liberal. It's a matter of perspective. I'm sure you think you are liberal. And you may be. But just because you THINK you are... doesn't mean you are. My mom certainly wasn't. And she'll NEVER understand that.
If you ask her why she didn't allow me to pick out my own clothes. She'll tell you she did. That she just helped me do so. That she educated me on fabrics and styles and advised me, so I would learn how to dress appropriately. That's her perspective. But that's what my experience was at all.
One parent on the boards once said they rip pages out of the books their kids read. I thought to myself...that sounds like my mom. Although that parent felt they were justified. Same as my mom felt she was when she gave me an 8pm curfew in highschool.
There's also another aspect of being overprotective. Some kids rebel. In fact most will. Starting with the early teens.
There was a lot I was able to do BECAUSE my parents were confident I was obedient when I wasn't. I faked obedience very well. I wasn't allowed to walk to school or take a bus-- there was nothing I was able to do about that. But I was able to ride my bike for hours after school and on weekends. I just had to stay "within 3 blocks" or at the house of one of the neighborhood kids... well, there was no way they were going to be able to check on me at all times. And I was frequently more than a mile away without them knowing. When they thought I was two blocks away or I was at X's house... guess where I was? I lived on 23rd Ave. The Mall was on 31st. I spent every weekend at the mall from the age of 12 to14 when we moved. No one knew. That's not safe either.
They used to check up on me. I'd lie. Oh you looked for me on 24th street and 25th? I was on 21st. Or I was at Carrie's house, and my bike was in the back yard.
If my parents hadn't been so strict and had allowed me more *normal* freedoms, then they probably would have known what I was doing a whole HECK of a lot more often.Because I could have trusted them and been honest with them. And I wouldn't have been sneaking around from the age of 12 with NO cell phone, and no one knowing where I was much of the time.
But they didn't trust me. So I didn't trust my parents. It's a two way street. And all they did was teach me that I had to learn to lie better. And not get caught.
I had stashes of clothes that were "not approved"... not racy or anything like that. Just things I liked that I enjoyed that my parents didn't like. There was one whole month when I was 14 where I would come to school in one thing, change out of it, and just wear one of two pairs of ripped jeans (Not allowed! The HORROR, people will think we can't afford better!) and various tie dye shirts (also not allowed, my grandmother hated them) instead. Then change out of it when it was time to go home. My friend used to take them home with her and wash them for me. I wore the same two pairs of jeans and three shirts for a month. Then off an on the rest of the year.
My parents know none of this to this day. If you suffocate your kids. Well... they might find ways to hoard independence. I certainly did.
hahaha and I hope it wasn't my comment about ripping pages out of a book...I did make a joke about it once because my son loves Stephen King and there is one book I think he's ready for except for one portion, but I'd not actually rip the pages out. My son turns 13 soon so him and I are trying to figure out which SK books are okay for him at this age.