The Overscheduled Child
Over at MSN they have an article about how kids need time to "do nothing," unstructured play time that's theirs and theirs alone.
Then a pretty damning indictment of the modern conventional wisdom of parenting follows.
This led me to think four competing thoughts simultaneously. They are:
1. I wish I knew how to play a musical instrument.
2. Kids are much more resilient than we think.
3. Formulaic anything is never as good as original work.
4. It takes all kinds of childhoods to make all kinds of grownups.
I never learned to play a musical instrument, although I did give the guitar a bit of a try and gave up on it for reasons that elude me at the moment. Probably, it was complete and utter lack of talent. I do wish I'd learned how to play the saxaphone. That'd be so cool. Anyway, I'm forcing my kids to learn to play a musical instrument. My children will thank me for it later.
Those same children will probably also be like most other children: resilient. I expect to make a LOT of mistakes if I have kids. And I expect they'll be just fine if I do.
I'm also going to make a lot up. I figure that what I come up with might be wrong, but that's better than something formulaic that I don't understand. I'm not saying that I'm gonna ignore expert advice, just that I'm gonna use my judgement often rather than relying on the ideas of others.
Finally, I'm glad there's a cultural movement out there overscheduling their kids! We need all different kinds of adults, even fidgety insomniacs with lifetime learning disabilities as a result of childhood overscheduling. I'm grateful to parents who have their children's entire lives mapped out. I'm much happier competing against someone who comes from that kind of background than some scrappy guy who worked his way up from government housing to owning a chain of grocery stores. That first guy is going to fold within about fifteen minutes. That second guy will probably not ever quit.