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Folk Wisdom and the Problem of Raising Children
According to Our World In Data, 56 million deaths were recorded in 2017. Ten percent of those were children under 5. This number was even higher than that of those who died at 50, 60, or 70 years old. To make it clear, the total death cases from 5 to 45 years of age just added up to that of children under 5.
By chandra louisa6 years ago in Families
American Parenting Style is Not Turning Your Children Us Presidents
What on earth do parents expect at their children, to “better” them at all costs? 1. The caring paradox A mother breastfeeding her child discovered a red bump in her armpits. Taken aback, she turned to her phone, googling: "armpit lymph nodes". Within half a second, the world's largest search engine handed her in over 160,000 results. It took her as much time to pass over any dermatitis, infection, or allergy causes. At that time, the only thing stillborn in the mother’s mind was purely "vigilant for breast cancer". The young mother, thereupon, splurged the next 3 hours scouring the Internet, seeking Dr.G’s advice, conjecturing that she’d caught a fatal disease.
By alyson lauri6 years ago in Families
14 days
Just woke up. Today is the day that I will see my wife. Today is the day. Six months, 10 days and 20 hours have passed. Working outside of my country roaming around South East Asia because of work, I would not have imagined that I would be home so soon. I didn’t expect work to be hindered by a sudden pandemic, let alone my family life disrupted by this invisible force. This virus has held the world to its knees that no family had been spared from its global effect. You may not be sick, but you lost your work, or your country suddenly became poor, or your neighborhood locked down and you are left with the alms and relief that comes to your home.
By Cesar Marquez6 years ago in Families
The story of how a wolf saved a boy.
This village, stands very close to the forest, to the left of the ravines behind them is a river, a very beautiful place. No wonder people chose this beauty when they settled here. This extraordinary story happened here in a small village of 50 houses. In this village lives a family, Semyon, his wife Maria and son Kolka. The son was only five years old when his father brought a puppy from the forest, an almost blind wolf cub. Although it was small at all, it was already biting and scratching, apparently the instincts were already working. So they grew together, Kolka and the wolf cub. As you don’t pass by their house, Kolka always plays with a wolf in the yard, trains him like a little dog, there was something for the kid to do, they called the wolf cub, “Fang”. Time passed and the wolf cub grew, a large strong wolf was now sitting on a chain. He was never allowed to run around the village as they did with dogs, dogs also did not bark at him for a long time, apparently accustomed to his presence. Kolka still continued to play and feed with him. Winter came, Kolka was in first grade with fives and fours. He also played with his wolf in his free time. And everything would be fine, only I began to hear howling wolves from the side of the forest at night. And once the fang disappeared. How he could get rid of, only God knows. Kolka warmed up, but life goes on, the father promised to bring the puppy a shepherd, it’s also good and the shepherd trained well. Two years have passed. Kolka was now training the "Count". He was now studying in the third grade, well, a little worse, troeches began to appear. That day, he sledded in the enemy, his father made excellent strong sledges for Kolka. Now Kolka could not roll everything, you could not drive home. It was already beginning to get dark and Kolka decided once again to go to the ravine and go home. He took the rope tied to the sled and already wanted to climb up from the ravine, as he noticed, like shadows flashed at the top of the ravine. Kolka took a closer look and saw several gray faces, these were wolves, real hungry wolves, they were waiting for him upstairs. Kolka was so scared that he could not move, he stood at the bottom of the ravine, not daring to rise. At the top, here and there, wolf-bared muzzle peeps out. It will soon darken and then the end, the wolves will surely wait for the darkness and they will not let it out now. When his parents are still enough. Kolka was trembling with fear and cold. Raw pants and coats now became icy and did not bend. And it’s not far from the village, he can scream, let someone hear, but Kolka did not dare to shout, did not want to annoy the wolves, suddenly they rush at him. The roar of one of the wolves was heard upstairs, Kolka looked and saw a huge wolf with a bared face, apparently it was the leader of the pack, the leader was ready to jump. It was visible from him that another second and he would jump from above onto Kolka. Kolka cried like never before, he felt so sorry for himself and his mother and father too, that he simply burst into tears. Kolka saw a huge wolf approaching him in great leaps, the boy closed his eyes in preparation for the worst, but nothing happened. Kolka opened his eyes and saw him, yes it was a fang. Fang! Kolka joyfully cried out my fang, above the wolves whined for impatience to try hot blood. Fang turned his face up and snarled, then raised his face to the sky and howled, now the leader began to go up, periodically looking at Kolka, as if telling him to follow me, do not be afraid, Kolka obediently climbed the wolf. The leader was the first to get out of the ravine and with an evil growl drove the three wolves to a safe distance. Kolka made his way through the snowdrifts towards the village under the scrutiny of the leader. Kolka safely returned home and told his parents everything. It would be better if he did not. Oh, and he got it from his parents.
By Vladuslav 6 years ago in Families
That random explosion from your child...
There are those days where your child is going to listen to every word you say and amaze you with a perfect day. And then there are those days where you are literally talking to a brick wall! As I navigate through single motherhood I have learned so much about the way my child communicates, or so I think. We all have our routines or our day to day activities with our children, that may mean a detailed schedule or that may mean spending the day relaxing at home with no agenda. Whatever way you choose to parent the minute you unknowingly throw a wrench into your child's life all hell breaks loose. Now for me, this happens once in a blue moon so when it does I am sometimes at a complete loss. My daughter is a fairly well behaved five year old who most of the time will follow direction without complaint. Now lets go over when this is not the case.
By Shelbyk6 years ago in Families
The Struggle with Infertility
I never thought in a million years I would be writing this. No women imaginable wants to grow up and here that they are unable to conceive due to some fertility problems. Let’s paint a little picture..............
By Andrea Steele6 years ago in Families
Father or Dad, is there a difference?
Dad or Father - what is the difference? is there a difference? What is meant to be a dad? What is meant to be a father? Is there a difference?
By Pat Strong6 years ago in Families
3 NEW UNDERRATED FAMILY TELENOVELLA SERIES
You are finding making fun, and festive snacks to binge-watching countdown list towards my selection of enlightenment and fun parts of sharing list of your own. Diving in towards the next top 3 underrated Tele Novella during your quarantine period of getting into your PJ's and comfortable wear at home. The latest to old good-time favourites of shows by bonding over shows with your loved ones, family members, parents and siblings.These are the three underrated Tele novas watch lists recommended to see hope you enjoy the suggestions I shared with you today.
By Abigail Michaela Babsa6 years ago in Families
Growing Up
I have been learning a lot over the course of this past year. Even now, as I look at my past self several months ago, there is a heavy sense of embarrassment. Possessiveness and jealousy comes easy to someone who is not used to receiving the emotional support they crave as a human being wired for connection.
By Authentically Me6 years ago in Families
10 Must-Haves Every New Mom Needs
From the most comfortable rocking chair to the perfect hands-free pumping and nursing bra, this list has everything you need for your newborn baby.
By Jennifer Barnes6 years ago in Families
My life
Where do I start? Well I guess I have to say as far as I can remember. The barge is where I lived with my parent and my sister at that time. I was born in Manila Philippines. My father was a sea man. My mother , she was a graduate of the University of the Philippines. An A’s student.. We moved out off there when my brother was born. I remember we own a big store. We had a maid and a nanny. In a way I was a bit spoiled. After having five children we moved again. Father rarely come home so my mother was the one that stand as mom and dad. We were doing fine. Me and my sister was enrolled in a Catholic school. St. Catherine in Tay tay Rizal Philippines. But things change. My father was caught having an affair. Mother was getting only 35.00 pesos a month. The other women was beating her on picking up my dad’s pay. To make the story short , we have to move again . This time in an alley in a dark house no windows. But it was cheap. Mother struggled. Being the oldest, I felt that I had a responsibility to help mother. I found a butcher house nearby. Here they butchered, pigs, cows and horses. No girls allowed. Therefore I had to do something to get in. I wore a khaki shorts, a white T-shirt and a hat. Got in and no one suspected nothing. I was getting in brain, blood, lungs. Until one day. A cow was being butchered and it happened to swing his horn’s towards me. I let out a scream so loud and the man that was helping me for a week already said, your a girl! Needless to say that was my last day. I also learn to go with he street kids that hit the open store at night. When the market was closed. Mind you I was only seven going eighth. Learned how to find ways to bring food for my siblings. Like taking the good boxes to tread for rice cake from the Chinese rice cake place. My whole world changed. We became poor. And I became a street kid. Mother tried so hard . One day I stopped by a neighbor who had a television . It was showing Indians and cowboys. Well , as a kid I couldn’t help but to watched. Then a man inside the Baracade reach out and full my underwear down and stick his tongue on my private. I was so scared I couldn’t move at first. I managed to beak free from my shock. And went home. I never told anyone. Shortly we moved again. This time my mother was able to buy a house, enrolled me and my sister to a private school again. It was run by the Franciscan nuns. The school was just down the street from the Manila Chatedrial. Mother got a job at NASIDA. Until that day l, the nuns told us to go home. The houses was on fire. Me and my sister went home got my brothers and sisters out waited at the street clear of fire. Mother came home and we were transferred to a place called sapang palay. That afternoo, I lined up to get the our supply of food likerice corn meal and dry milk. After like a minute in the line I felt a pain stubbing me on my back. When I look back I saw a man with his private exposed and was masturbating on my back. I run out to where my family was and told my mother and right there she packed our stuff and we left. We stayed with relatives. She leaves in an alley again so we have to use the walkway that goes through this one neighbor. Well it happened that there is this guy that likes to bully us kids. One day he told me that we can go though. So being me i said to him, you don’t own the land. He just stood there and won’t let any of us go through. I went back to the house and Itook the manta rays tail and I weeped him. He took my mom to court. The judge asked how old he was and answered 21 years old . And asked me how old ai was and I said almost Eighth Sir. So the judge said are you doing bullying a kids go home and stop bothering them or you will go to jail. Father came back to our life and this time we move to a province. In Bicol. I did my 6th grade there and even went to high school there. Life was good again. At 14 years of age right after my first year, the year end, I was told that I was going on a vacation to my sister’s house. So I did. A month went by and aI was told that later I’ll go home.. well I end up staying with my sister. She move inside the base due to her husband is a civilian who worked for the lab inside the base. I was 17 going on eighteen then. They went to the U. S. For a vacation. One day a friend of mine that lived around the bend asked me to come meet her fiancée. So me and my cousin went. As I turned around the bend , this two men whistlers. Ignored then, went my friend house and did our visit. That night as I was laying on my bed I heard a knock on the door. My cousin and my sister’s friend opened the door. They wouldn’t leave until they meet me. My cousin called me down. Finally I gave in. We meet . Went back to my bed. Three days later there was a call. The American marine that came to the house who wants to meet me. Invited us to go to the beach. Again to make the story short we end up on the beach. Then another invite. This time to go to the club inside the base. Since my family know the manager, we were able to go in. I got drunk. We went home and everything was spinning. I know I asked for coffee but I was lef with him downs stairs. As he guided me down the floor, I tried fighting but he punched me on my right thigh. My leg drop. He went to try to penetrate me but couldn’t. I still bleed. We were told by my sister to never cause any trouble due in o the captain byhat lives next door reports and my sister being in the U.S., every time he knocked he was let in. And my people that is supposed to be with me, well. He repeatedly rape me. And told me that he will kill me if I told anyone. My sister came bake and noticed the change in me and I finally talked. That night I tried to end my life. But my brother in law caught me. The admiral was called he was reported. We were going to court. He said to me that if I send him to the Philippine prison, I might as well kill him. A week before the actual court, my layer talked to me and asked me if Im ready. He told me that because I lived in a town where there are lots of working girls that the court will make it sound like I asked for it, that I enjoyed it, that I initiated it. I got scared. I told him I don’t want to go through it all. In 1976 I came to the U.S. In two years I meet my first husband so I thought. To make it short, we got married in The States of a Nevada. Had kids with him and all those time I was again abused. You name it I was raped, photographed, emotionally, physically,verbally,mentally and had guns place between my eyes. I was belittled, called names I didn’t even know. After 21 years I got out and had an annulment. He was still married to his first wife.......
By Fernanda Satumbaga Balan6 years ago in Families
Keep Your Kids Busy this Summer with These Tips
Summer can be a fun time to unwind and enjoy the nicer weather and outdoor activities with your loved ones. However, if you're a parent, you likely know that summer is also a time for your kids to be home from school for an extended period of time. With the kiddos home for a couple months, you likely know about the boredom that often sets in a few weeks into summer. If you want to avoid those summertime boredom blues and keep your kids engaged, active, and occupied, here are some ideas to help keep them busy and enjoying their summer vacation.
By Mikkie Mills6 years ago in Families