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Monday, July 21, 2008

Spiritual Parenting 3 - Voice of Authority

There was a commotion in the house: Hadri (10yo) did not want to have his dinner. He said he didn't like the food. His mother was upset as she had spent time and dedication to cook, what was to her, a good meal. She then insisted Hadri to sit around the table with the family even if he didn't want to eat. A shouting match ensued...
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Mum: You come down here and sit with everyone.
Hadri: But I am not eating.
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Mum (shouting): You come down here immediately!!!!
Hadri(also yelling): But what for??!!! I am not eating!!!
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Then reluctantly, he dragged himself to the table and said derogratorily...
Hadri: This is shit food!!! I can cook better than this!!!
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By this time, mum was so angry she sent him upstairs to his room. After that, she chided Hadri's father for not using his voice of authority and raise his voice to discipline Hadri.
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An hour later, after dinner, Hadri's father went up to Hadri's room. Hadri was slumbered on his bed, face downwards - sulking. He refused to acknowledge his father's presence and entry into his room.
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Dad (said softly and calmly): No use getting angry. I was an angry man myself in the past. It solved nothing.
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Then he left the room.
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About half an hour later, Hadri was hitting the wall in his room trying to attract attention. His parents refused to go up to his room or acknowledge the noise he created.
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Another hour later, Hadri's father went to his room again.
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Dad (again softly): Do you think it is time to apologise to your Mother?
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Hadri extended his hand and held his father's and they walked together downstairs and Hadri apologised to his mum. Twenty minutes later, Hadri was again hugging and kissing his mum. The atmosphere was once again cordial and peaceful. Back to normal.
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