Oh, my god
Jul. 13th, 2005 09:35 amThis happened at the park quite close to my house. And we've always considered it a pretty good neighborhood, too.
Now do you understand why parents get scared?
Shit. That poor kid. He's Delia's age. Those poor parents.
I am really distressed over this.
EDITED TO ADD:
(Personally, if I were his mom, I'd probably be tempted to just about kill him.)
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Date: 2005-07-13 02:40 pm (UTC)We must live close - I live 1/2 block from that park. It makes me think I need to be more careful in the neighborhood. I have always felt very safe here, but now I feel less sure about that.
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Date: 2005-07-13 02:40 pm (UTC)Scary. I hope they find him!!!! The parents must be FRANTIC.
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Date: 2005-07-13 03:16 pm (UTC)I think Peg is a great parent, but I think most parents today have been inundated with so many danger messages that they are reacting naturally. But we're still telling kids about stranger danger without explaining what that means, or that people they trust can't be trusted. How can you tell them that? At some point you have to teach them what to do if it happens, and then trust them to handle themselves.
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Date: 2005-07-13 05:09 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2005-07-13 02:57 pm (UTC)I hope things for the boy work out well and quickly.
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Date: 2005-07-13 03:01 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-07-13 03:05 pm (UTC)I pray it turns out that this boy just ran away for a few days, and the van is totally unrelated.
His poor parents.
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Date: 2005-07-13 03:45 pm (UTC)I've no idea as to my age. About 8 or 9. Had no idea why to say no except Mom said to.
~AlmostAStatistic!Amanda
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Date: 2005-07-13 04:02 pm (UTC)I have seen some kids wandering around our neighborhood by themselves since they were able to WALK, but I wouldn't let our kids go anywhere off the block without me until they were about nine, and then they had to be with more than one other person, with a means of communication. For instance, Rachel started going on walks around the neighborhood last year with two of her friends; they took a cell phone for which I and the other moms had the number and they still had a maximum distance they could go (east, west, north and south boundaries). And they had a return-by time. This had the advantage of allowing the three of them a feeling of relative freedom to go browsing at the bookstore, buying sparkle pens at the drugstore or hanging out together at the playground but they were in a group, not alone, and we moms could call them anytime to check up on them and find out how far away they were.
:: sigh :: Times sure have changed. I spent my childhood playing in the woods with my best friend and no one had a clue where we were most of the time; we showed up for our baths and dinners at the end of a summer's day and otherwise we were left to our own devices. We didn't live in front of the television or computer, either, but made up elaborate stories that we acted out for hours on end, built forts out of tree branches and shrubbery, etc. Our kids won't really know that sort of life.
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Date: 2005-07-13 08:21 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-07-13 04:09 pm (UTC)Bad things have always happened to children, in every place. Today we can protect our children against the things that killed most children in the past: diseases such as measles, smallpox, and polio, and bacterial infections, and even "simple" diarrhea. (Of course, some of these still kill children in other parts of the world.) Our children who are born with serious medical conditions that would have ended their lives within days, weeks, or months can live full lives. Our children who are born with disabilities that would have kept them from doing anything, from being anything, can live full lives. Our current graveyards are not full, as were those of previous times, of parents' headstones surrounded by those of children who died young.
Don't let the pervasive media, which bring every individual disaster into all our homes, blind you to how much safer--yes, even in the inner city--our children are than most children have been throughout history.
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Date: 2005-07-13 05:09 pm (UTC)This is of course true and right, but I think I share with Peg a kind of inchoate sense that relative safety is not enough, and a wish to be able to offer the impossibility of absolute safety. Doesn't make us better parents than those who don't feel that way, but not worse either. It's partly irrational, and it has to be tempered by realism and the knowledge that children need to grow into independent adults, but it's a powerful feeling.
Of course my reactions are all different from most other people's because my child has a developmental delay and cannot be streetproofed or otherwise taught to ensure her own safety; for now and for probably a long time in the future, the only thing that can keep her safe is being always within sight of a parent, or an adult in loco parentis. Oddly, there's an element of relief in this -- I don't have to make the same wrenching decisions as Peg does about balancing independence and safety, and probably won't for quite a few years, though I hope to have to go through it eventually. But I think the general feeling is one that is shared by others.
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Date: 2005-07-13 05:37 pm (UTC)Sure, we all wish we could give our children absolute safety. (You don't know me, but I have kids 22, 21, 18, and 14.) But IMHO, peace of mind for ourselves, at no loss to, and perhaps with benefit to, our children, comes from accepting that it is impossible. Using our limited physical and psychic energy and our limited time in trying to give our children absolute safety--or in worrying because we can't--simply wastes it.
Of course, children (and adults) with special needs require different approaches. My 18-year-old with some mobility impairment needs some physical help that would be inappropriately "babying" in someone without that impairment. And our 21-year-old still lives with us, as her older brother did until just this past school year; at that stage of life, some parents are urging their kids out of the nest, but we aren't.
But I'm not really talking about making kids independent--I think at times our culture gets carried away with "independence" as a value. I'm talking about not spending our energy and time worrying about not being able to do the impossible, about appreciating the extent to which our children are safer than almost any others in history, about letting our children develop as the individuals they are, on their own schedules. I'm talking about not spending so much time and energy on wishing we could do what we can't and on tormenting ourselves because we can't.
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Date: 2005-07-13 04:34 pm (UTC)If it helps at all to hear it, I'm actually very grateful for the fact that my mother pretty much didn't let me out of her sight while I was playing outside until I was a teenager. I wasn't allowed to play in the neighbors' yards unless I was invited and I asked her specifically so she knew where I was. I wasn't allowed to ride my bike more than four houses away (we were at the back end of a development), or, actually, in the street, until I was 11 or so (and the first time I got permission to ride around the block, I went splat and my mother said, "I knew it!" a few dozen times en route to the hospital... sigh). I distinctly remember getting The Talk about strangers, cars, and keeping my clothes on when I was 3 or 4, reinforced periodically over the next several years. Mom walked me to the bus stop every day until I chafed too much, but she stood at the end of the driveway and watched me (four houses away) until the bus picked us up. (Heck, when I was a teenager walking to junior high a block away, Mom walked me over every morning and picked me up after school every afternoon.)
Anyway, my point is, I guess, that this protection meant that I never, ever faced some of the stranger-based ugliness that some of my peers did.
I'm not saying it was entirely reasonable, and certainly other aspects of the maternal protection field left me emotionally unprepared in many ways to deal with adulthood, but this physical awareness of the issues strikes me as amazingly forward-thinking for someone becoming a mother in 1968.
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Date: 2005-07-13 05:52 pm (UTC)Have you read Protecting The Gift by Gavin DeBecker? I liked it. It was comforting and made me feel that I had some control ove rteh safety of my kids.
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Date: 2005-07-13 06:12 pm (UTC)Keep us updated, okay?
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Date: 2005-07-14 08:24 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-07-13 07:06 pm (UTC)Peg, for what it's worth, I think that a lot of what one's kids can and can't do depends on the kids themselves, not just chronological age. Factor in the block, neighbors, a lot of factors that are out of your control and you have to gauge all that carefully. As the parent, that's your job. If you have allowed a child to do something and then determine that no, it really is unsafe or not okay, you get to pull that back and change your mind about it. You do your best and sometimes you don't do it perfectly, but nobody can be perfect.
I allow my kids to do some things and I don't allow them to do others and I have allowed my oldest to do things that I now thing she lacks the awareness to do safely and have had to yank her back. She hates me for it, but it's my job to keep her safe. I'm not her best friend. I'm her mom. I have to gauge when to let go and when to keep her sheltered and that's not easy. Just like she has to grow up, that's not easy.
Stick to your guns but always be willing to question yourself and listen. The things you must listen to the hardest are that voice inside your heart and your children. You will know, most of the time, what to do.
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Date: 2005-07-13 07:28 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-07-14 02:57 am (UTC)So many things to balance. Truly being a parent is just one of the most difficult jobs out there.
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Date: 2005-07-13 07:52 pm (UTC)I know you don't mean that seriously, but--
From the sources I can find in a quick check, in the U.S. about 100-200 children are abducted by strangers each year (not all of them are killed or even physically harmed); about 2,000 children are killed by their parents each year. Statistically, parents are a far greater danger to children than strangers are.
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Date: 2005-07-13 08:11 pm (UTC)I should explain that the initial information I got was erroneous, but it explains why I found the information so upsetting, but based on what I was told, I don't think was an overreaction. I was told that an Amber Alert had been issued, which I know are only issued when there is reason to believe that the case is a real abduction which poses danger to the child. In fact, my informant was incorrect. An Amber Alert had NOT been issued, and the police knew (whereas I didn't) that the child had his bike with him, which is much more suggestive of a runaway situation, which in fact is what it turned out to be.
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Date: 2005-07-13 09:43 pm (UTC)I don't know who your informant was, but this story (the supposed abduction, not the real story) was all over the local TV news earlier today. This is a perfect example of what I was saying about the media: years ago, you might never have learned of this incident, even though it took place in your neighborhood. The pervasiveness of media reports makes things like stranger abduction loom so much larger in our lives than the statistics justify. How many other parents went through the unnecessary upset you did over this--even though nothing bad happened? How many parents' determination not to let their kids out of their sight will be strengthened--even though nothing bad happened? How many kids will get yet another message that the world is a dangerous place--even though nothing bad happened?
This makes me think of the movie The Village, which I wrote an LJ entry about awhile ago. I don't want to say why, as it would be a spoiler. But I may write about it in my LJ, with a spoiler warning.
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Date: 2005-07-13 07:53 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-07-13 08:15 pm (UTC)But thank goodness he is ok!!
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Date: 2005-07-14 12:55 am (UTC)