My daughter is soon turning ten, and we are rapidly approaching the treacherous "girls, friends, and drama" phase. You know, the one that a quarter of a century later still makes my stomach turn and skin crawl.

Yesterday at the school disco, what started out as a fun evening, so much that we moved pick-up time an hour forward, ended with tears and humiliation. All for the littlest thing: a friend, a supposedly "best" friend, whispered something to three other schoolmates, but refused to let my daughter in on the fun. And none of the others revealed what was said either.

Did my daughter play any part leading to these events? No idea. But her hurt was palpable. We live in a small village, and my daughter is in a small class with very few girls. I'm hoping to instill in her more self-esteem than I had at that period of my life, but, like me, she is so afraid of doing something wrong, something that could lead to rejection, that she would rather sit in her room and draw instead of calling someone. It's not about being lazy, it's about being certain. If someone calls then you know they want to see you.

So far I am grateful that she is open enough to confide in me and my husband the intrigues of her third grade class. I hope I find a way to help her deal with the pain (since I know I can't prevent it) in a way that will eventually stregthen her. Her "real" best friend lives an hour away. I keep my fingers crossed that some other girl might cross her path, so that they can help each other through the tough years to come.

 

Lena

1 februari 2009 19:59

Man vill stänga in dom. Ta hand om dom. Stänga det onda ute. Säga att världen är god och att de är bäst i världen. Man vill att ens barn ska bli ömma, goda, ödmjuka, starka! Och ingen, och inget ska komma i vägen för det!!

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