I recall the conversations made by women in the neighborhood. They were intense words carrying venom towards innocent young girls. Words that almost predicted a bleak future.
I don’t know the reason and perhaps I really do not need to know but each time I frustrated my dear mother she would mention how people said something about me.
Thankful the words of those who predicted doom and gloom about my innocent future and how I would amount to nothing worked opposite. They fired me up. They become one of the underlying motivations for me to go the extra mile.
I quickly realized that I had no option but out do and out run the naysayers.
Words! Words!they have the power to make it break a child . They have the power to make it destroy destines, nations and the world.
I recall in my senior three my French teacher by her words and actions she managed to kill the smallest desire I had to learn the language.
However, many decades later while in France , I mumbled the few words that I recalled through the years.An attempt to resurrect what she skilled.
As parents, what words are we speaking to our children? To everyone handling children, what are you declaring into their present and future?
In times of frustrations and disappointment, when children do not turn out like we expected, are we cognizant of the danger that can come from our words to them?
The intensity of these words spoken in the fleet of a moment of perhaps have the ability to kill something in a child.
They have the ability to create a wound whose scare can last a lifetime.
Some of the world’s greatest misfits were created by the words of their nurtures. They become abusers of others because they suffered extensive abuse and the cycle continued throughout the years.
We are not simply raising children but we are impacting generations to come.
May we be mindful of the words we say.