Yeah, that blog title got your attention, didn’t it? I know it sounds pretty harsh, but unfortunately, it’s true. Everybody’s kids are going to die. Yours and mine, and everybody in the world’s kids. Just like the rest of us.
But let me explain where I’m going with all of this. I was in an online conversation with a mother who contacted me, absolutely furious because of an incident that happened while they were staying at a campground at Table Rock Lake in Missouri. If you haven’t been there, it’s a beautiful reservoir with great fishing, boating, and camping.
This woman and her family were there in their RV and apparently her four-year-old son picked up a lead fishing sinker. The mother immediately freaked out because she knew her son had contracted lead poisoning. She called paramedics to tell them he had been injured, and she said when they got there they pretty much laughed at her. She said they told her he wasn’t going to die from picking up a sinker, fishermen use them all day long and nobody has died from sinker poisoning yet. Not finding any satisfaction there, she took her child to an emergency room. The intake nurse there told her there was not an issue, but she insisted on seeing a doctor. She said they made her wait nine hours before a doctor finally brushed her off and said if she was concerned, go home and wash his hands. She just can’t believe how many medical professionals are just ignoring her concerns for the child’s safety.
Almost immediately, another woman chimed in to say that her daughter had picked up a goose or duck feather at a campground where they are staying, and she took her to urgent care because she was afraid she might get avian flu. She also got no sympathy. They told her to wash the kid’s hands and get on with her life. That woman said she told her husband they are selling the RV because she will not allow her children to be in an environment where they can be exposed to things like that that could harm them.
You would think these two mothers are extreme cases, but you’d be wrong. I also heard from somebody staying at a campground we have frequented often who was enraged because somebody’s dog took a dump while he was walking it. This man wasn’t upset because the dog owner was one of those clods who just ignore it and kept walking. No, he picked it up in a paper bag and deposited it in a trashcan just like he was supposed to. But the RVer who contacted me was in a tizzy because the ground wasn’t sanitized afterward. He told the pet owner he needed to put bleach or something down on the grass to sanitize it, and when he just laughed at him and walked away, he went to the office insisting something be done. They told him if it was picked up, there was nothing else they could do. He said he tried to explain to them that whatever bits of feces might be left are now going to contaminate the whole area, get into the water system, and spread E. coli to anybody who comes near that part of the campground. When he got no satisfaction, he said he and his wife packed up and left so they would not be exposed to a biohazard like that.
If you are one of those people that are worried about the Russians or the Koreans or whoever blowing us to bits with their nuclear weapons someday, don’t sweat it. They don’t have to. We are raising generations of weak little wimps who will probably die the first time they sneeze and eventually we’ll all be gone anyway.
Kids need to get dirty. Kids need to get cuts and scrapes. Believe it or not, kids need to get sick once in a while. That’s how you build an immune system.
I grew up in a generation that fell off of our bicycles and skinned our elbows and knees and laughed about it so our friends wouldn’t think we were babies. We shared a bottle of soda, drank from the same garden hose, and one friend of mine and I pricked our thumbs with a knife blade and mixed our blood so we could be blood brothers, just like the Indians we saw on the movies did. None of us died from it.
If you’re a parent who loves their child and provides for them, and tries to protect them from life’s evils, God bless you. We all know there are too many parents who don’t. But if you are so overprotective that you want to keep your child in a bubble, you are not doing them any good. Because whether you wrap them in a little cotton cocoon or let them run and play and be kids, either way they’re going to die. Hopefully, not until they have wonderful lives and live to a ripe old age. But it is going to happen. Let them have a normal life until then.
Thought For The Day – Don’t take life so seriously. None of us are getting out alive anyway.