A MOMENT OF REFLECTION
by Lilia M. Fiallo
How many times have you told the child that you love him? Never; ¡I can’t say it to him! I was going to tell him; someday.
Do you still think? This is the moment to open your heart, tell him: “I love you so much”. And phrases like: You are a wonderful being; you are going to be a great person; everything you do has a great meaning for me, for your father and for everyone because every day you do it better; always follow the correct path; here I am when you need me, what’s wrong with you, why are you sad? Trust me, I am your mother; any doubt or question, tell me; do not let someone outside of me even take you by the hand; do not accept that someone caresses you; do not pay attention to anyone on the street; do not receive anything from anyone; do not tell your private life to anyone; do not take anything that is not your; when we go shopping or walking, look at things but leave them in their place; walk with energy; if someone on the street calls you by your name ignore them and always remember that I love you”. As a remedy, by teaspoon, teach little by little the precautions, risk and care that he needs to have outside the home. Talk to him about the importance of love, value and respect, that the divine creation has an order and that it never tries to pass over life.
Oh! Teach him the numbers: one, two, three, four, until you reach ten. The numbers are advancing in order, right? As the climb begins by the stairs to reach the top floor, starting from the first step, then the second follows the third and so on until reaching the top, as well as life with the passage of time, in the most natural way and without the need to resort to strangers for answers that he has stored in his head.
To lesser degree; irrational animals communicate and have their own organization. It is true. A dog was not born old to go back to puppy. It is a puppy, it will grow up and like everything in his time, it will become an adult dog and will have puppies. The ordering in the nature of living beings, by logic, has a sequence for its developments. That humans disfigure creation is another thing.
Where are the dolls, cars and stuffed animal for your children, when you go with them to the restaurant, shopping trip or supermarket? Do you need the child to be quiet and distracted? With stupor I have been able to see, kids that have a cell phone in their little hands.
Technology is wonderful if you take the proper precautions but if we allow ourselves to be driven by so much progress we forget the grave consequences it may have and its reality. The children depend on us and it is our responsibility to correct mishap for example putting a cell phone on their hands at such a young age. The health risks are immense and we know it well. So that a child does not cry and can be quiet in his car, a cell phone is placed in his hands. If cell phones emit high-hazard radiation for adults, how can it not be for babies?
Why, pregnant women should not use or be close to microwave ovens; and should limit the use cell phones, only for important and short calls, according to health professionals? The reason is obvious and well known but also ignored.
Consideration and respect for a child because of his or her age or physical disability is one thing, and another is, consent situations that do not help at all in the proper development of his personality and if they lead to negative episodes that will impact on his life. In the case of Andrew, the tender child, noble, easy to mold, who at three years of age was the victim of a terrible burn with boiling water that compromised part of his head, face and neck. This provoked on his mother a noticeable sense of guilt for ever.
The extreme protection of his mother, the early departure of his father when the boy was nine years old, and the little support of his older brothers, made him a fragile being with a weak future. No one cared weather he continued his studies or not and the only thing he did at his young age, was to help here and there in some trade, when he reached adulthood without any art or profession, he works as a construction assistant while the vice for beer consumes him. Although he is a man who lived in a humble and healthy environment, at the death of his mother, he let himself be carried away by terrible emotional situation that surrounded him, his self-esteem hits bottom and there is no human power to take him out of that state.
Why, for countless decades, have there been and currently are many young people who are not yet fourteen years old and are inmates in reformatories for criminal offenses?
We adults are very guilty, because we ignore many responsibilities towards children; we do not dedicate time, we give them pleasure in everything material and we accept unhealthy situations, perhaps, for no stopping to analyze the possible consequences. We do not need technology or artificial intelligence –AI-, to help build a spiritually and morally better world. The young people need us and I have proved it!.
I confess as a personal satisfaction, that it is a pleasure to talk with children and young people about elementary topics, which fascinates me to share. I am filled with joy when I remember that here has not been a child who has rejected my talk and what is better is that parents approach me to talk to their children, as if they knew me, a situation that has happened to me several times.
An example of this was last Sunday when I was lining up in a restaurant and in front of me was a father of a family with his son of approximately nine year of age. The man turned to look as if wanting to find someone to listen to him since he was at crossroads, not knowing what to say to his child. The line was long so his wife and daughter were looking at the show cases of the next store. He turned to me smiling and in front of the child said: “Imagine that I took my child to see a movie and I did not see the billboard and I was wrong, we stayed until the end and my son came out upset because that was not the movie he wanted to see. At that comment, I thought for a few seconds and quietly said to the two: “well, in life we all made mistakes at some time, and looking at the child, I said: but you know something?, you have not noticed the great treasure you have…, -the boy looked at me expectantly-, you are lucky that you have not even thought about it…, yes, look at your dad, you have the happiness of having your father, the column of steel where you can lean on; how many children do not have a father? My nephew lost his father when he was a child and I do not even know what to tell him…, it was terrible. (There was no point in telling him more”)”.
The great thing was that the boy instantly changed his attitude towards his father and I imagine he had to keep thinking.
Lilia M. Fiallo was born in Bogotá, Colombia, where, between tasks and free time, she found a place to write about subjects, somehow forgotten by others. With gold letters engraved in her memory, she began her working life, in the heart of the technical part, of the air traffic control of her native country. In the midst of aeronautical phraseology and codes, the world of aviation gave her one of the highest experiences, because of the precision required by this craft, where a single mistake could cost many lives. It is there, where in her concern to communicate her ideas, she begins to write with dedication, themes a little relegated by society, the Church and the State. Discovering a truth that nobody wants to talk about, but much more real and everyday, than it seems. It is thus, as it appears, her first work, “Parir por parir”.
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