Hello everyone. So, I have not written anything for more than two years but it feels good to be back. Today’s topic is a little bit on my childhood and how different it is compared to present time. It has been on my mind for a long time and I always wanted to write about it. Fortunately, today I got around to finish this post and I hope it reaches out to the many parents and future parents alike.
Flashback 15 years ago…
It was late (probably past 7pm in the evening).
I was counting. This is the third time my mom has shouted at me to get back home. This time, the shouts were louder than before. I was completely ignoring her. In my mind, I knew I was going to get a spanking once I get home but all I could think of at that moment was the ball at my feet and the goal in front of me.
Nothing else mattered.
The adrenaline rush, the joy the friendships. The sound of a shot being taken, the screams of a teammate asking for the ball, the goal post rattling. The pitch full of young boys, eager to show their skills.
Ah, those memories were beautiful…
I went back home that day, got a good scolding from my parents but the very next day I was out there past my curfew all over again. That was the joy of a 10 year old. My dream, my happiness. The glory of football.
Oh, how things have changed.
Fast forward today…
The pitch is empty, almost lifeless. A complete opposite of its past glory.
No sounds of kids playing, no shouts from parents, everything has just stopped dead on its tracks. There was a time when this field was full with small boys and young men no matter their age and race. Today, it is empty, lost. Kids have stopped coming out to play. The only question running in my head was..
“What will the children of today remember about their childhood when they grow up?”
And then it hit me.
The future generation will not have any memory of a good childhood. They will never be able to experience what I have experienced. The sheer happiness. That part of their life will be empty and as a result, they might resent their parents for it once they are older.
The purpose of this post today is to tell many parents or parents to be out there that your children will not remember the 10 hours they studied during the day, the number of tuitions they attended or even the amount of time spent watching the TV. They will remember the times when they beat a tough opponent, cried because of a loss, laughed with their childhood friends and had the time of their life, playing the game that they love. I want to stress that education is important but it is not everything.
Your child is not a robot.
STOP sending your children to countless amounts of tuitions just because you have no time for them. STOP over-working and spend some time with your kids. Be a responsible parent.