One of my second grade students was impossible! He thought he didn’t have to do anything he didn’t want to do but could do what he wanted to do, and that sometimes involved shoving, punching, and hitting other students. When his mother, a stylishly -dressed well-spoken Chinese woman came in for a conference she explained that they had recently moved here from China. Min was born in China and spent his first six years there surrounded by family. She said that as a first-born son, he was given anything he wanted, whenever he wanted it. She said that if he wanted candy in the middle of the night, someone got it for him. Perhaps she noticed the look on my face because she said, “You call that spoiling. We call it love.”
So, with family and friends , if a person raises questions, makes suggestions, or offers advice, some call it meddling. I call it love.
(In case you’re unfamiliar with POV, it means “point of view.”)
© Dorothy C. Judd
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