Based on the events this week, a few people have asked me to bring the topic of ”Jamaican parenting” to our discussion table…We will see you at 7 if youre available 🙂
17 thoughts on “PARENTING DISCUSSION TODAY AT 7”
This is going to take away from my HGTV fix however, I will be here. You have a very large Following and I strongly believe this will give some of us a platform to speak our truth, the break down on parenting especially from my island has been very disturbing, The culture of wanting to be a Cocks Man, hence you have five kids with five different females and has the audacity not taking care of none, but you are in name brands? to the worthless females who made a conscious decision to push out a child and toss them to dogs to care for them, Let’s stop putting the lost of moral compass under the rug it’s been going on for too long in our culture and how weird is it that dancehall has played a part in the lack of parenting? hmmmm.
I won’t say who the messenger is because it will take away from the message. What he said was when your breddren come to you and say, “dawg mi get a yute” your response should be, “you a mine him”? See you at 7.
I will try to be there, as I myself was a teenage mother, and a veryyyyy young one too, so I have a lot of input, plus firsthand experience and knowledge in this, so yes, I will certainly want to be here.
Will try to be here. This has so affected me having a young black son in Florida, working his way up. To have to wonder if bad mind ppl a pree him wid dem evil eye, fi what im working hard for.
As fi Clit-O she…..look at that sweet face from he was a baby, who could abandon/mistreat such a lil cutie? When you see his pics, you just want to cuddle him and smother him with kisses. Dat was one heartless Mooma, to hear he was homeless in his teens and living in an abandoned building.
Now this child was having to buy her love with material things.
SLEEP ON SWEET CHILD
Stop using bible verses to beat your children.Your parents didnot know better but that is not an excuse anymore.Talk to your children over and over if you have to.Show patience.
This is soooooo needed. Our young people are being raised by social media. No one to listen to them. Parenting is hard, sometimes we yearn to be our children’s friend and forget to be their parent/parents. Listen… They are not on honor roll??? Maybe the child’s talent is in their hands. Every child learn at a different pace. Some are entrepreneurs, not meant to work for others. Encouragement is so important. I thought my son had some kind of learning disability. He is so well spoken, wise beyond his years but all throughout his early years I kept hearing “he has such great potential, it’s just not showing in his work”. His father was murdered when he was 6 years old. I had patience. I tried to nurture and encourage. I kept him away for anyone that was doing any kind of drugs, but still talk to him about it. I never grew him in a bubble.
I judged his readiness for certain topics based his level of understanding. We talked about everything during his early years. He rarely got in trouble at school but I taught him early to tell the truth. His punishment was less severe if I heard the truth from him first. At 12 when he crashed my computer looking at porn (me and the computer guy saw the popups when the computer was able to reboot),I went to my room and calm down so I wouldn’t yell or hit him. I then got pamphlets on all kinds of STDs and show him, graphic pictures and the dangers of unprotected sex. I showed him videos of teenage pregnancy stories. I could go on and on. I remarried when he was 14. Him and my husband got along fine. Juggling wife and motherhood, I made it plain that my love for him is in a special place no one can touch. I made time for him. My marriage did not interfere with our mother and son relationship. I always made sure the lines of communication was always open. Is he perfect? Far from it, but what he has turned into is a respectable, responsible young man. He is making A’s and B’s in college when in high school he rarely made an A many C’s a B here and there. I still cheer him on. Encourage them even when you feel doubt, reward them, even small rewards ( a smile, a compliment a hug if that’s all you have). Let them feel wanted, appreciated. My dad was an alcoholic and my mom had mental issues so I tried to give him the type of parent I never had. On my days off I did family things. I decided investing time in my kid was more important than hanging out every weekend. I never judged people that did, I just thought if I did that to him after the loss of his dad, that would be horrible.
There is not a single formula for raising kids, you have to spend time with them. Gain their confidence and trust. Go easy at times. Don’t be all disciplined and forget that you can let things slide. Don’t bully or beat if the grades aren’t perfect. Your child can just be a late bloomer. And whatever you do, NEVER compare your kids to your friends’ kids or your sister’s kids or anybody else’s kids. Trust me, never say “so and so kids make better grades, works harder”, whatever the situation, just don’t.
And for those of you who believe in the LORD, pray over your children. In this evil world, they need to know that there is a GOD and HE cares. My son is a believer. Yes he loves the LORD even though his dad was murdered. I wish every parent reading this understand, it will never be easy. There will be trials. Mistakes will be made, it is ok to apologize to your kids ( I have, when instead of reasoning I cursed a bad word). I have had to in the past gone and apologized and explained that I was stressed out, but it’s not ok to talk to him like that. Just know when to be quiet. If you won’t listen … the streets will. Bless up!
I must also add that no parent should be afraid of feel bad if another adult can get through to their child in a positive way.. me and my siblings switch up..sometimes they talk sometimes I talk..when di bad up part call fah mi get call and when mi want a soft talk mi call dem :ngakak
I missed the discussion on such an interesting and very important topic…I believe parents including mines, this coming to FOREIGN for a better life can sometimes make or break what becomes of the kids left behind. My grandmother raised us till we come a Merka. I love my parents deeply but I still dont know what it’s like living under the same roof as my mom…
BTW I HAVE A DISDAIN FOR MEN WHO HAVE SEVERAL KIDS ALL WITH DIFFERENT MOTHERS..THERES NO EXCUSE FOR THAT..Its sad actually.
@nameless, wish I could shake your hand…I encourage my son to talk to me bout anything. No matter what. Me cross and hangry like bounty but me tame me anger and apologize to my son as often as I can. My mother is a stoic person, rarely display emotions and i take great effort in trying not to be like that. I tell my son I love him as often as possible cause he needs to hear it. My grandmother use to compare me to my cousins and till this day, it burn me skin. It hurts like hell.
@Met That is so true. My son, even though we can communicate about almost any and everything? He opens up to my husband about certain topics, especially dealing with females from a male’s perspective, things that he hasn’t brought to my attention. I don’t get specifics and I don’t ask. I try to respect his privacy.
@Highly Concerned I can’t even begin to explain the turmoil I went through as a child growing up. I always prayed to escape my situation. I made a vow to be a better parent to any children I may have one day. I was eventually blessed with my son. Of course mistakes were made, but I learned to correct them. When my words hurt him I promised myself not to continue to be a source of hurt and pain to that precious child I carried within my womb and nurtured. I remember to this day my mom comparing one set of neighborhood kids to me. Asking why I can’t be more like them ( they spoke eloquently, behaved ladylike and I was a tomboy that climbed trees ad jumped fences…. I hated dresses and rebelled against anything she suggested) I matured, changes took place, but on my terms not hers. I forgive her because of the mental illness. The psychological scars are just stripes of strength and a reminder of what not to do to my own child! So I know, even a mention of these young ladies’ names and I am instantly transferred back into that space and time. Keep your head up and know, never measure yourself against anyone. Measure yourself against the past you. If there are improvements to be made then make them. If there have been much success, then celebrate you! Bless up!
This is going to take away from my HGTV fix however, I will be here. You have a very large Following and I strongly believe this will give some of us a platform to speak our truth, the break down on parenting especially from my island has been very disturbing, The culture of wanting to be a Cocks Man, hence you have five kids with five different females and has the audacity not taking care of none, but you are in name brands? to the worthless females who made a conscious decision to push out a child and toss them to dogs to care for them, Let’s stop putting the lost of moral compass under the rug it’s been going on for too long in our culture and how weird is it that dancehall has played a part in the lack of parenting? hmmmm.
I won’t say who the messenger is because it will take away from the message. What he said was when your breddren come to you and say, “dawg mi get a yute” your response should be, “you a mine him”? See you at 7.
I will try to be there, as I myself was a teenage mother, and a veryyyyy young one too, so I have a lot of input, plus firsthand experience and knowledge in this, so yes, I will certainly want to be here.
Mi booked fi dis!!!
Will try to be here. This has so affected me having a young black son in Florida, working his way up. To have to wonder if bad mind ppl a pree him wid dem evil eye, fi what im working hard for.
As fi Clit-O she…..look at that sweet face from he was a baby, who could abandon/mistreat such a lil cutie? When you see his pics, you just want to cuddle him and smother him with kisses. Dat was one heartless Mooma, to hear he was homeless in his teens and living in an abandoned building.
Now this child was having to buy her love with material things.
SLEEP ON SWEET CHILD
Is this topic for parent(s) only? Because I’m nobody’s mother :babygirl Mo :travel
No sah…its for parents and children
Fathers and mothers
Stop using bible verses to beat your children.Your parents didnot know better but that is not an excuse anymore.Talk to your children over and over if you have to.Show patience.
There are Bible verses that beat parents too so mi nuh mine, I am both.
This is soooooo needed. Our young people are being raised by social media. No one to listen to them. Parenting is hard, sometimes we yearn to be our children’s friend and forget to be their parent/parents. Listen… They are not on honor roll??? Maybe the child’s talent is in their hands. Every child learn at a different pace. Some are entrepreneurs, not meant to work for others. Encouragement is so important. I thought my son had some kind of learning disability. He is so well spoken, wise beyond his years but all throughout his early years I kept hearing “he has such great potential, it’s just not showing in his work”. His father was murdered when he was 6 years old. I had patience. I tried to nurture and encourage. I kept him away for anyone that was doing any kind of drugs, but still talk to him about it. I never grew him in a bubble.
I judged his readiness for certain topics based his level of understanding. We talked about everything during his early years. He rarely got in trouble at school but I taught him early to tell the truth. His punishment was less severe if I heard the truth from him first. At 12 when he crashed my computer looking at porn (me and the computer guy saw the popups when the computer was able to reboot),I went to my room and calm down so I wouldn’t yell or hit him. I then got pamphlets on all kinds of STDs and show him, graphic pictures and the dangers of unprotected sex. I showed him videos of teenage pregnancy stories. I could go on and on. I remarried when he was 14. Him and my husband got along fine. Juggling wife and motherhood, I made it plain that my love for him is in a special place no one can touch. I made time for him. My marriage did not interfere with our mother and son relationship. I always made sure the lines of communication was always open. Is he perfect? Far from it, but what he has turned into is a respectable, responsible young man. He is making A’s and B’s in college when in high school he rarely made an A many C’s a B here and there. I still cheer him on. Encourage them even when you feel doubt, reward them, even small rewards ( a smile, a compliment a hug if that’s all you have). Let them feel wanted, appreciated. My dad was an alcoholic and my mom had mental issues so I tried to give him the type of parent I never had. On my days off I did family things. I decided investing time in my kid was more important than hanging out every weekend. I never judged people that did, I just thought if I did that to him after the loss of his dad, that would be horrible.
There is not a single formula for raising kids, you have to spend time with them. Gain their confidence and trust. Go easy at times. Don’t be all disciplined and forget that you can let things slide. Don’t bully or beat if the grades aren’t perfect. Your child can just be a late bloomer. And whatever you do, NEVER compare your kids to your friends’ kids or your sister’s kids or anybody else’s kids. Trust me, never say “so and so kids make better grades, works harder”, whatever the situation, just don’t.
And for those of you who believe in the LORD, pray over your children. In this evil world, they need to know that there is a GOD and HE cares. My son is a believer. Yes he loves the LORD even though his dad was murdered. I wish every parent reading this understand, it will never be easy. There will be trials. Mistakes will be made, it is ok to apologize to your kids ( I have, when instead of reasoning I cursed a bad word). I have had to in the past gone and apologized and explained that I was stressed out, but it’s not ok to talk to him like that. Just know when to be quiet. If you won’t listen … the streets will. Bless up!
I must also add that no parent should be afraid of feel bad if another adult can get through to their child in a positive way.. me and my siblings switch up..sometimes they talk sometimes I talk..when di bad up part call fah mi get call and when mi want a soft talk mi call dem :ngakak
I missed the discussion on such an interesting and very important topic…I believe parents including mines, this coming to FOREIGN for a better life can sometimes make or break what becomes of the kids left behind. My grandmother raised us till we come a Merka. I love my parents deeply but I still dont know what it’s like living under the same roof as my mom…
BTW I HAVE A DISDAIN FOR MEN WHO HAVE SEVERAL KIDS ALL WITH DIFFERENT MOTHERS..THERES NO EXCUSE FOR THAT..Its sad actually.
@nameless, wish I could shake your hand…I encourage my son to talk to me bout anything. No matter what. Me cross and hangry like bounty but me tame me anger and apologize to my son as often as I can. My mother is a stoic person, rarely display emotions and i take great effort in trying not to be like that. I tell my son I love him as often as possible cause he needs to hear it. My grandmother use to compare me to my cousins and till this day, it burn me skin. It hurts like hell.
@Met That is so true. My son, even though we can communicate about almost any and everything? He opens up to my husband about certain topics, especially dealing with females from a male’s perspective, things that he hasn’t brought to my attention. I don’t get specifics and I don’t ask. I try to respect his privacy.
@Highly Concerned I can’t even begin to explain the turmoil I went through as a child growing up. I always prayed to escape my situation. I made a vow to be a better parent to any children I may have one day. I was eventually blessed with my son. Of course mistakes were made, but I learned to correct them. When my words hurt him I promised myself not to continue to be a source of hurt and pain to that precious child I carried within my womb and nurtured. I remember to this day my mom comparing one set of neighborhood kids to me. Asking why I can’t be more like them ( they spoke eloquently, behaved ladylike and I was a tomboy that climbed trees ad jumped fences…. I hated dresses and rebelled against anything she suggested) I matured, changes took place, but on my terms not hers. I forgive her because of the mental illness. The psychological scars are just stripes of strength and a reminder of what not to do to my own child! So I know, even a mention of these young ladies’ names and I am instantly transferred back into that space and time. Keep your head up and know, never measure yourself against anyone. Measure yourself against the past you. If there are improvements to be made then make them. If there have been much success, then celebrate you! Bless up!
:kiss