How many of their parents took the time to teach them?
Parents?
How many of their parents know how?
“How many of their parents took the time to teach them?”
Over the years I have been amazed at how much stuff I learned by just watching my dad. He didn’t take time to teach me. He just let me watch.
Yeah. If your millennial child is that clueless a lot of it is on the parents.
“How many of their parents took the time to teach them?”
My wife stopped working as a paid RN when our first child was born.
12 years later, she started working again. The first thing she taught them was how to do their laundry and told them that they were responsible for their clean clothes from now on.
The first week, their clothes were all over the floors of their bed rooms. When Monday came, they were aghast that they had no clean clothes. They wore their dirty clothes to school and came home and did their laundry. 40 years later they still do their laundry.
Once a week each son were responsible for a dinner. They either used what was available. Or they rode their bikes down to a great family grocery store and bought food for dinner. They had a limit of $12 of groceries, they put in their backpack and came home. We had a charge at the store.
The son, who prepared dinner didn’t have to cleanup, the other one did. My wife and I have had the same rule for over 50 years.
Saturday morning was a holiday for my wife. She went walking or shopping with friends or by herself.
The guys and I did yard work. We mowed grass, raked, trimmed and blew the crud off our driveway and sidewalks. Sometimes we opened paint cans to touch up or repaints something.
If they did a good job, they got to go out for lunch. We rotated the lunch places to their favs. Sometimes we met my wife/their mom for lunch.
They both liked to fish, and they learned how to tie knots, bait their hooks, cast, hook the fish and bring them in. Then clean them and bring them home. They proudly cooked the dinners they caught.
One son became an excellent hunter. He was taught, if you killed it, you dressed it. His Mother added one more task.
You need to know how to cook it. She got him a book she had given me, “Going Wild in the Kitchen”. He now has his own library of dressing wild game and cooking it. His kids, both hunters, are like him.
Big game is gutted/bleed and taken to a meat market to be made into steaks, roasts, burger meat and soup bones.
Our parents/grand parents loved us enough to show us how to prepare food, and we passed on that to our kids and grand kids.
It takes time and love teach kids what to do in life.
It’s not a matter of teaching the kiddos to open a can of paint. It’s a question of whether they have done anything of such basic utility as paint at any point in their lives.
How many of their parents know how?