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Boys to Men.

  • cynthiafoustvenner
  • Mar 2, 2021
  • 1 min read

As a mother of a son, I want to teach him to be kind. Above all else, be caring.


Of course I admire his intelligence and hope he continues to embrace learning. He watches documentaries unprompted, and at times even surprises me with his depth of knowledge.


But I want more for him.


I want him to be empathetic, compassionate and loving.


I want him to be the man that will be the good guy. The boy that will turn into a man that will be a grown up.


That will be dependable, accountable.


We raise woman to believe that they can be anything, while we look at boys as people who need to be coddled, picked up after, babied.


Why can't we teach boys to be understanding, culpable? Why do we want our boys to be tough, manly?


Why do we allow girls to have feelings, while we tell our boys to toughen up?


We raise our boys to be successful in the world, but not in the home.


We need to allow them to grow as people. Not as a boy. But as a human.


It would make them as men, accountable. Owners. Responsible.


Steadfast and honest.


We need to start reminding our sons, that they too, can become anything, and at the top of that list should not be success, but to be humane and considerate.


We need to model this, and it starts at home.


We need more good people in this world.

It starts with us.


Xoxo,

C.

 
 
 

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