Some reflections from a father trying to raise compassionate, aware children.
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raising an aware child
My children love school. When they’re sick, they protest having to stay home. However, the march understandably meant more. So we narrowed down the message for their signs, painted them, packed up some water and sunblock, and we headed to Fort Worth’s City Hall…
Like many parents across this country last night I lay awake in bed, tired but unable to sleep, the thoughts of the horrors of the day keeping me awake. ”What are those parents doing right now? Are they out of tears, collapsed in exhaustion?” I wondered. ”And the parents of the survivors, how are they keeping it together in front of their shaken children?”
In this new age of constant media bombardment, saturation of branding to our children, big box toy stores of goods made overseas, and digital doodads to keep one tuned out for his/her entire adolescence, allow me to wax poetic on one of the most simple, accessible, and affordable of playthings…
