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No Bikinis, No BRATZ, No Boyfriends

25 July 2008 103 views 2 Comments

We all have to pick our issues as parents. We are bombarded by the media and the next big fad on the market that will make Disney or Mattel billions of dollars. I know it will be a challenge for me, especially now that my firstborn is going off to the big world of kindergarten, but I’m sticking to my convictions of no bikinis, no boyfriends, no Bratz dolls. So far, none of this has been an issue.

My dd is surprisingly compliant when it comes to wearing a one piece bathing suit and has no problem dismissing Bratz so she can ogle over The American Girl doll catalog. Although the term boyfriend has come up, it isn’t quite a familiar term. School will introduce a lot of new things.

No Bikinis
I must sound incredibly conservative or just plain unrealistic to some of you. Well, I might be guilty of both. I think a lot of parents give into the culture and then are surprised by the innocence that is lost in their children. Bikinis are male eye candy and I never want my daughter to subject herself to being “checked out” - at 3 or 16.

No Bratz
I learned a lot from my daughter’s inspired-Waldorf nursery experience about the toys I buy. I was so attracted to the natural toys made of wood and the soft cloth dolls. It amazed me how few toys she needed because one toy could be used in so many different ways. A wooden cart became a stroller, a bed, a car, or a wheel barrow. I look at these new toys with their make up and glitter and hard plastic faces. These toys do not bring out the best in my child. These dolls want to be rock stars and they desire to be beautiful and perfect and desirable.

No Boyfriends
My parents did a beautiful job of making the relationship between a man and woman sacred. They didn’t forbid us to date, they just always talked about marriage. I remember my first crush in 6th grade. My dad took my crush very seriously and asked me if I thought Patrick would make a good husband or father. I looked at him incredulously, “Uh, no dad. He’s just a kid, like me.” My dad nodded and said how great it is to have friends but that love is something to save - that there is beauty and magic in the saving of it until one is old enough to act on it. I knew I always had the choice, but his philosophy and little “talks” about the beauty and magic of marriage stuck with me.

No Childhood
In “The Disappearance of Childhood,” Steve Berg says…

Fifteen years after its initial publication, Nefl Postman’s “The Disappearance of Childhood” remains perhaps the most insightful and provocative commentary on the decline of innocence in American culture.

Postman vividly describes ours as a society overflowing with doubletalk: We adore our children. Yet we insist on embracing a popular culture that is hostile and damaging to them.

We happily immerse ourselves - children and adults together - in the movies, TV shows, billboards, music, computer games and other pop influences that destroy the enchantment that childhood once held, Postman says. What’s happening, he says, is that adults are becoming more childish in these pop pursuits and that children, with all the secrets” of adulthood now revealed to them in prime time, are becoming more adult.

The idea of childhood is disappearing.

Writing a new preface three years ago for the re-released version of the book, Postman, who teaches media and political culture at New York University, confessed that, “sad to say,” he saw little to change in his 1982 text. “What was happening then is happening now. Only worse.”

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  • massageforfamilies said:

    I’m very conservative with movies (MIL doesn’t understand my stance on “just because it’s animated doesn’t mean it’s for kids.” My snarky side is itching for a day when the conversation evolves in such a way that i can snap out “there’s animated porn…is that suitable for your grandchild?” G and PG ratings don’t hold salt in my house…i don’t trust the rating systems anymore after seeing a few movies that should have been rated differently (South Park is an excellent example of discrepancy in ratings–the first movie script wasn’t approved adequately by the ‘censors’ so they wrote an even rottener, raunchier, more vulgar script and it got an enthusiastic seal of approval–the creators were flabbergasted).

    No sleepovers (except in the case of pre-approved babysitting situations that are okayed by all parents involved; and grandparents, but ours are too far away). I guess to nutshell it you could leave it simply as ‘the devil is in the details.’ i remember having a lot of fun at sleepovers, but i also remember a lot of trouble occuring on many levels–even in early elementary school. I can go for having a friend over for the evening, but they need to go home at bedtime.

  • noblemama (author) said:

    I completely agree with you about sleepovers. There was a lot that went on that was bad news. Let’s see…I saw my first porn movie at a sleepover in 6th grade, snuck out of my girlfriend’s house and knocked on a boys’ door only to have his dad come out in his bathrobe waving a shotgun…small town, saw too many horror movies than any 12 year old should - prompting us to have a romp through the grave yard in the middle of the night; and oh yes, let’s not forget the prank calls we made (ahh memories of a time before caller ID). Nahhh, I don’t think I’ll promote too many sleepovers for my kids.

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