When I was a child…

     I loved to take things apart to see how they worked.  Under no circumstances was that ever encouraged.  I was scolded or punished when caught.  I was a girl!  Girls don’t do that!  They would give me another Barbie doll or some such thing.  I hated Barbie dolls.   For Pete’s sake would it have killed them to give me an Erector set?

     Had I been a boy, I probably would’ve been encouraged for having such curiosity.

     If you’re punished and scolded enough you stop doing those things that brought the world down upon your head.   As fascinating as mechanical things were to me, I quit exploring their internal workings.

     If I’d been encouraged, sent to classes for this, who knows what wonders I would have brought forth?

If you have a daughter, never tell her she can’t do something amazing.  I might have done something spectacular with a little encouragement and support.

     You all have a good one!

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Posted on March 8, 2012, in Misc and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. How awful to read!
    My sister and I have always been interested in IT, computers and so on. We were always encouraged to do what we wanted and cared for. Now we both study computer science and love Lego! Haha 🙂

    When I was in high school, computers were ‘reserved’ for use only by students that were math wiz’s. No one else was allowed to have access or take computer classes. They considered teaching computer skills to someone who wasn’t a math genius was a waste of time. I taught myself to use a computer….

  2. Haha dani is 2 and 1/5 and as long as its not my computer or an outlet… She can take apart whatever she wants… Heck i was in school for architecture and i hated barbies too!

    Yay, you go girl! Fortunately, my generation became parents and didn’t want their daughters to hear ‘no you can’t.”

  3. That’s all I ever heard when I got older…you can’t do that, and this from family who gave me a boy’s toy when I was 3-4 because I asked for it. I think it was a steam shovel. It was on wheels and had a swiveling shovel that could be raised and lowered. When it came time to think of careers however, where did they try to guide me? Where else: teaching, nursing and secretarial….boring. I would have loved to be a professional dog trainer or photographer.

    I wanted to build things. One of my favorite jobs of my many dead end jobs was working for Chuck, the tile man…Right Chuck?!

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