The other day, I found myself in a cozy coffee shop, enjoying a mocha solo for the first time in a week. With sunlight streaming through the windows, I relished the peace, scrolling through photos from our latest beach vacation. Oh, how I loved being free from the chaos of four little ones clamoring for attention! The only sounds surrounding me were nostalgic ’90s pop tunes and the soft banter of fellow caffeine seekers.
Then, I overheard a barista share his thoughts with a customer: “I don’t like kids. Can’t really stand them. If they’re smart, maybe they’re okay. But honestly, they’re just so rude and disrespectful. It drives me crazy.”
As a mother of four, his comments struck a nerve. Perhaps it was the recent vacation relaxation or maybe my innate sensitivity, but his words felt like a jab.
Understanding Kids
Here’s the thing: kids are human beings, just like you and me. Imagine that! In what other context would it be acceptable to openly declare dislike for a segment of the population? You’d be labeled a bigot or judgmental if you expressed hatred for any other group. Yet, when it comes to children, it seems acceptable to toss around harsh generalizations like “brats” and label them as universally rude.
I get it, to some extent. My kids can indeed be loud, chaotic, and downright frustrating at times. They climb under tables, ignore rules, and throw tantrums over the silliest things. They can feel so alien, and I don’t always relate to their behavior. But let’s be honest: don’t we all have our moments of silliness, restlessness, and impulsivity? We all have our quirks, and we all crave love, connection, and understanding—whether we’re adults or kids.
Compassion for Children
Kids! They’re just like us! It’s a simple truth, yet some adults seem to forget it. I’m not ancient, but I can confidently say I was once a child, and I know that’s true for everyone. So why can’t we extend a little compassion to those younger, more innocent humans? It seems like a no-brainer to me.
I doubt the curly-haired barista will ever read this, but maybe someone like him will. For those who roll their eyes or share disdain for children, consider this: the next time you feel the urge to speak negatively about a child, think about who might be listening. It could be a parent like me or, worse yet, a child who might internalize that negativity.
If my oldest daughter had heard that barista, she would have felt hurt and confused. Children possess an innate belief in their own worth and magic. They don’t dwell on their flaws, or yours. Even in the face of unkind words, she would have noticed his wild hair and laughter, admired the latte art he created, and expressed gratitude for the whipped cream on her hot cocoa. She would have forgiven him, just like that. Sure, she might have acted up too, but that’s part of being a kid, right?
Embracing Our Children
After capturing all those beach memories, I gathered my things and headed home, wrapping my arms around my children. I reminded them of their immense value in my life, emphasizing that they are just as vital to the world as any adult they look up to. Later, when my youngest threw a fit over not being allowed to scatter dog food everywhere, I simply held her close, rocking her and kissing her cheek.
And I didn’t even roll my eyes.
Further Reading
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Conclusion
In summary, the next time you encounter a child, remember: they are humans too, deserving of kindness and compassion. Instead of negativity, let’s choose to celebrate the joy and wonder that children bring to our lives.