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One Dad's Journey

Parent Coach Scott Osterfeld shares personal insights and stories about the adventures of parenting three daughters. Share some tears and laughter with Scott as he gives you a peek inside "One Dad's Journey..."

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January 2009 - Posts

  • Where have all the heroes gone?

    Kids emulate those around them as they begin to explore who they are, what they value, and who they want to become.  They become enamored by the popular and the famous- the pro sports stars on the television, the cool rockers on the stage, and the good looking people on the cover of magazines. 

    Kids can be found playing in the backyard pretending to be the Super Bowl wide receiver that catches the winning touchdown with two seconds left in the game.  They pretend to be on stage with their favorite teen idol, singing into a hairbrush as they jump on their beds.  They talk, dress, and act like their favorite musical, screen, and sports personalities.

    It is all in good fun, but when I stop to think about it, if I had a choice of who I would want my kids to admire and emulate, what qualities would those people possess?  Would they have integrity, perseverance, character, love, forgiveness, and charity…?

    Then I looked at the people on the public stage, as well as looked at the man in the mirror, and I asked, “Where have all the heroes gone?”   

    I was reminded that I need to make sure I embody the characters and values I want my children to have, and that is a very sobering thought.  But it is also a liberating one, because there are many things in life I cannot control, however, the one thing I can always control are my words and my actions. 

    I can be an effective role model.  I can be someone they look up to.  I can embody the values I want them to have.  I can walk the talk.  I can influence their future, by what I do today.  In short, I can be a hero to my children.  And so can you. 

    I invite you to join me in figuring this parenting thing out because parenting isn’t easy and it isn’t for cowards.  It’s for Heroes…

    Please stay tuned for future blogs, where we will explore this concept and others in more detail.  And as always share you thoughts and ideas.

    Where have all the heroes gone?  They are right here reading these words…

  • Turn on the Flashlight and Find the Treasure

    Best Selling author and educator, Leo Buscalia, tells the story of a little man named Mulah:

    One day a man named Mulah was in the street on his hands and knees, obviously looking for something.  As he was searching, another man stopped and inquired about what he was looking for so earnestly.  Mulah replied, “I lost my key and I’m trying to find it.”  The other man said he would be happy to help him look and he too bent down on his hands and knees.  After several moments, the man asked Mulah where about he lost his key.  Mulah replied, “I lost the key in my house.”  Very confused, the man asked, “Why on Earth are you looking for your key outside here in the street?”  Mulah replied, “My friend, I am looking out here because there is more light.”

    This silly, little story serves as a reminder for me to help my kids discover their strengths and gifts.  I must realize that each of them have unique gifts to offer the world and they may not be easily discovered on the surface.  Part of my job is to help my kids experience myriad activities so they can find what they are good at and what they most enjoy.   Do they like sports, music, art, group activities, solitary things, math, English, reading, writing, cooking, building, or something else that we have not yet discovered?

    I can’t take the easy way out and just look “where there is more light.”   I may need to dig a little deeper, but when I help my kids discover their gifts, it will be a treasure to them that will last a lifetime.

  • A Five Year Old Reminds Me of What is Important

    I find that people, including yours truly, often make the mistake of thinking the things we have are more important than our presence we can offer people.  Someone once said that “our presence is more important that our presents.” 

    Lisa, a five year old little girl, told her mom that she wished she could live in a house like her friend Mary from school.  Mary’s house was very beautiful and very expensive.  Lisa’s mom knew they could never give Lisa that type of house or buy all the luxuries other children could have. 

    When she asked Lisa why she wanted a house like Mary’s, she was pleasantly surprised when she said, “So we can ride our bikes in the basement.”  Mary’s house had an unfinished basement with a cement floor where the kids could ride their bikes and scooters.  She did not care about the beautiful house and all of the luxuries. 

    Lisa reminded me that it is cement floors and other seemingly insignificant things that are the truly significant things in disguise.  They are the things that make life worth living.

    I encourage you to go do some significantly insignificant things with those you love.

     

  • Give me One Good Reason

    There once was a mother who called up to her son to get out of bed to get ready for school.  “Johnny, it’s time to get up.” 

    A grunt and a groan came from Johnny’s room but he stayed in his nice, warm bed. 

    After a few minutes she called again.  “Johnny, you gotta get up or you’re going to be late for school.”

    After a long, drawn out groan of despair, Johnny shouted back down to her, “I am not getting up.  Why should I go to that school?  The teachers hate me and the kids are mean to me.  Give me one good reason why I should get up and go?”

    His mother thought for a moment and said, “I will give you two good reasons.  One- you are 40 years old!  And two- you are the principle!”

    The first time I heard that silly joke, it made me smile, but I heard it again recently and it made me smile and think.  It made me think of the emotional environment of Johnny's school to make him not want to get up.  And made me think of the emotonal environment of my family.  The emotional environment of a school, an office, an organization, or a family is a powerful influence in a person’s life.  Is the environment a fun place to be, a warm and engaging place to be, a place where people are encouraged, valued, challenged, and supported? 

    Every place, organization, group, team, or family has a “flavor” to it and it can draw people to it or push them away.  It can uplift them or tear them down.  It can challenge them to be the best they can be or support mediocrity.  It can be a place of love, acceptance, and warmth or a place of loneliness, rejection, and fear.  And environments call be influenced by those living within them.

    A hear another voice calling out like Johnny’s.  It is the voice inside my head of the father I can be and the father I can become.  “Give me one good reason why I should get up out of my slumber and take my parenting to the next level.”

    I hear my kids respond this time, “I will give you two good reasons.  One- you are 40 years old.  And two- you are our Dad.”

     

  • Life Lessons from Unlikely Sources: A Frog and a Scorpion

    There once was a frog and a scorpion sitting on the bank of a pond.  The scorpion needed to get to the other side.  He couldn’t swim and didn’t want to take the long way around.  The frog was keeping his distance because he knew about the deadly sting found in the wrath of the scorpion’s tail.

    The scorpion looked at the frog and smiled.  He had an idea to solve his dilemma.  “Hey frog,” he called.  Cautiously, the frog looked in his direction and the scorpion asked him if he would be so kind as to give him a ride on his back across the pond.  The frog wondered what he was up to and said, “No way!  I know you scorpions.  As soon as we get half way over, you will sting me and I will die.”  The scorpion smiled at the silly frog and replied, “Silly frog.  I won’t sting you, because if I did, you would die, and I would drown because I can’t swim.  That is why I am asking you for a ride.  I don’t feel like walking all the way around the pond.”  The frog thought about it for a little while and it seemed to make sense so he said, “In that case, jump on.” 

    The duo began the journey.  They were having a nice conversation as the scorpion clung to the frog’s back.  The frog thought perhaps they could become friends.  They talked about their hobbies, their families, and what their plans were for the New Year. 

    When they were about half way across, to the frog’s shock and dismay, the scorpion stung him.  The frog couldn’t believe it.  In anger, he yelled, “Why on earth did you do that?  Why did you sting me?   Now we both are going to die!”  As the scorpion was sinking and beginning to drown, he said with a gurgle, “Why did I sting you?  I am a scorpion and that is what scorpions do.”

    When I heard this story, it taught me something about parenting.  The lesson of the story is that scorpions, as well as people, act according to their identity (or how they see themselves), even if their actions are not in their best interest. 

    It made me wonder how my kids see themselves.  Do they feel good about themselves?  Do they think they are smart, well-behaved, industrious, helpful, and hard-working?  In other words, what is their self-identity?  Because they will act and behave according to how they see themselves, and they develop that view of themselves, in large part, by how I mirror it to them. 

    Do I point out the things that they do well or the things they do poorly?  What words do I use to describe them?  How do I react to them when they make a mistake?  What am I doing to influence the way they see themselves? 

    Do they see themselves in a positive light because of the way I interact with them?  Or a negative light?  What mosaic of themselves are they creating with my assistance? 

    As I write this, it is time for me to tuck my kids in bed.   I’m going to go put a positive piece in their mosaic.  I can't miss this opportunity.

    “I’m on my way girls…”