I found myself in charge of a 3 year old little Vietnamese new arrival who had no English. She was living with her 70 year old father who could not deal with her and kind of delegated it to me. I took Minh Chau and her father out to an Oriental take-out that has a few tables several times. Chau never made noise, being Vietnamese raised to that point, but did some other other things like industriously tearing a napkin into tiny bits which fluttered to the floor. I caught her eye and said in Viet,” Not good,” quietly. She returned my gaze for a few seconds then went back to eating. She never shredded a napkin again. We repeated the process with other social errors over several visits to the eatery and then Minh Chau was ready to go to any fine restaurant. I tried the same technique with my own grandkids. Didn’t accomplish anything at all.
” I tried the same technique with my own grandkids. Didn’t accomplish anything at all.”
I scolded a little kid knocking produce onto the floor in the grocery. He looked at me and said “you’re not my mom”.