What is it about soggy fruit loops that smells like cat pee?
Mornings for an ADHD family are sooo long. I medicated Al for three months, one week, and two days last Fall. I was working full time, so by the time I picked him up from the fundamental Christian lady's daycare at 5:30, all the poison had worked it's way out of his fragile system.
He seemed fine.
I was exhausted.
Ritalin breeds compliant boys and peaceful family evenings/mornings for low to moderate income families.
It wasn't until Christmas (theres that word again) break when he was out of school and I walked out of that crappy life extenguishing job, that I was able to see how medicated Al was.
I took him off the garbage and within a day the spark was back in his eyes, but also the disorder and chaos that pains him so.
Why are our boys especially, so medicated?
What has happened since I was a child that has caused our society to see "Boy" behavior as "Problem behavior"?
I went to a private, cutting edge,(for it's time in the 60's) Montessori. We had a couple of true ADHD kids. Boys who you could spot a mile away terrorizing teachers and students alike with unwarranted bursts of rage, unable to stay on task to save their lives.
The kids I'm seeing today, the majority don't have symptoms anywhere near the above mentioned. Yet prescriptions of stimulant medications to children (boys) under the age of 13 has skyrocketed in the last 10 years IN THIS COUNTRY alone. Why aren't they medicating their boys in europe at the same rate? What the hell is going on that we are so desensitized to (in my opinion) typical boy behavior? What happened to "Boys will be boys"? What are we doing, what message are we sending our boys? These are the boys that will be the angry (goes with the territory) teenagers of tomorrow. Who will someday have partners and children of their own.
Who will be taking care of US and running what is left of this country.
Should we really be medicating them, and telling them they arent ok just the way they are?
"Calm down"
"Dont do that"
"Stop"
"Be quiet"
Girls don't get that message do they? No. Because girls ARE different. By nature they are just more calm, centered creatures. Right up until you throw hormones into the mix, then the rules change. The early years though, more calm, agreeable, centered etc. (the "average" girl)
Al reminded me of something this year that I had always known, but chose to ignore or forget.
Let me preface this by saying Al is very bright in general, with a full scale I.Q. of 146, but academically he bottomed out this year. (2nd grade) Going from being a "Super Speller" at the head of his class last year, to not being able to pass a spelling test with a grade higher than a 45 this year.
He was reading chapter books at home, so I knew he was capable. And yes he was bored, but we are dependant upon a public school system that has much to be desired. (It took me 7 mos. to get him on an Individualized Education Plan)
It wasn't until Al got suspended for taking an "unauthorized" pair of craft scissors to school,
that I realized there was a big ass problem. Seriously. You know, craft scissors. The ones with the ROUNDED ends.
Suspended for three days because he took them to school to give to a little girl he liked. She inadvertently took them on the playground. Another boy took them from her. The boy broke the scissors and gave one half to an additional boy. Now two boys are on the playground with the pieces of the scissors that Al brought to school to give to the little girl who TOOK THEM ON THE PLAYGROUND TO BEGIN WTH.
Some kid (whistleblower) tells a teacher and well, the rest is history.
The pertinant fact is this though:
The only ones suspended were Al and the two other boys.
The mini she devil was treated like a VICTIM.
Not long after the scissors incident, during a coversation with Al about something completely unrelated, my son proclaimed he wished he were a girl. I started paying attention a little more closely to what was going on at school.
I pick Al up early a minimum of twice a week for Dr.'s appointment's. It never fails that when I go to the office to sign him out, there's a string of boys seated on "The Bench" in front of the Princial's office. Most are repeat offenders, and a few are habitual. (Habitual what, Boys?)
The point is, I have not yet this year seen one single little girl on "The Bench". Not one.
The above is merely one example of experiences that are shaping our boys to men today.
Who do we want them to be tomorrow?
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