Way back when I had not been teaching long…
When I was young, childless and somewhat ignorant…
I came to the conclusion that children are a product of their parents.
I didn’t just mean that in a purely biological sense either. I meant it in a ‘woah mamma we’ve created a monster’ kind of way.
Sure, there are other things that influence a child as they grow up, but they are small fry when compared to the influence a parent has on the sort of person their kids turn out to be.
Now, some years later, with almost eight years of parenthood under my belt, I am not so sure if I believe that notion quite so wholeheartedly.
Perhaps it is because, as a parent, that is a darn scary idea to contemplate. We, The Father Figure and I, what we say, how we do things, who we are… Just us, we are responsible for the kind of adults our children will become.
Or perhaps it is because I am older, and wiser and perhaps I can see now that as a child grows the influence that I, as a parent, have over them lessens. But does that giving way to outside influences ever really negate the incredible influence of a parent?
I’m not sure.
What do you think?
Are children a product of their parents?