I come from a family where asylum seekers, indigenous rights and marriage equality were everyday dinner party conversation topics.
My mother raised me and my two sisters to value ourselves – our rights, our bodies, our choices – highly. Our father, in his own more fuddy-duddy way, raised us the same way.
He was less opinionated and strong in his teachings about women (do people ever fight as strongly when it’s not their fight?) But he still supports us in our wish for equality and freedom, fighting with us where he can.
So, as a child, I was admittedly more headstrong and politically minded than most of my peers. Most clearly, I remember being made fun of for being a tomboy in primary school, and for wanting to play football with the boys — only to be told by year sixes that I was ‘just a girl’.
Just a girl? Just a girl? Even as a prep, that astounded me. I was a girl and I was damn proud of it.
How could it be, when I lived around so many other people who were proud of it – my parents, my sisters, my best friend Remy (who was already taller than half the year threes and told everyone in no uncertain terms that pink was his favourite colour) – that somehow being a girl was a bad thing?
I walked away from the oval, Remy pulled out some Pokémon cards and I stopped caring about the stupid game.
But, still, you’re just a girl was there in the back of my mind and it didn’t make sense to me. It still doesn’t.
That one stupid sentence was presented as a reason as to why I couldn’t do something. It’s a reason as to why people of my gender can’t do a lot of things. Because we’re just girls. It’s just language, but it’s language that’s damaging.
As I grew older, I noticed a trend in how a lot of people in my everyday life speak. The way people use, casually and callously, language that is derogatory, demeaning and discriminatory to get their view across. Because think about it: how often have you heard comments like these in your day-to-day life?
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I remember topping the Year 7 maths test in my class and my female teacher (who I loved) announced the result as "and a girl topped the class". To be honest I was confused at the relevance to my gender - I had no idea that it was a big deal.
I came home and told Dad who was pretty proud, but then noted that 'boys don't like girls who are smarter than them'.
I don't think you need to actively educate children about certain topics for them to adopt important values as they get older - children should be capable of forming their own views on issues like discrimination by the time they reach an age mature enough to comprehend what these things are.
Personally, I was raised by parents with whom I never had political discussions with and was never wary of their opinions on certain issues. As I was growing up, neither of my parents ever sat me down to teach me these so called 'essential life skills' discussed in this article. There were definitely no dinner conversations in my family about asylum seekers or marriage equality (when I was a child). Despite this, I have grown up to be incredibly opinionated about everything political, and I vividly remember having far stronger opinions than most of my peers throughout my primary and high school years. I have always been a strident feminist (before I even knew what 'feminism' was) despite my parents never 'teaching' what feminist values were or why I should be one.
My point is that it's not the end of the world if you don't teach your children what to believe in - as long as you are morally good people, and enable your kids to think critically and independently, they will grow up capable of forming certain beliefs and adopting certain by on their own accord.