Judged before she’s even met
Something that always bothers me, no matter where I go and no matter who I talk to, is how adults like to label and pigeonhole people as soon as possible. I know I’m guilty of it, too; sometimes I just can’t wait to know what a person’s political party is, which I think tells me LOADS about him or her when really, it might just not. But what irks me the most is how grown-ups have to label children, even when they haven’t met them yet.
Take the dental assistant that I saw this past week, for example. She asked if I had children, then the gender of my child. Really? As if that’s going to help you picture her any better? Then she asks about her grade in school. Is this all we can ask about children? Are our opinions of them so bad, or our beliefs about them so limited, that this is the best we can do?
I make a concentrated effort to talk to children about other things when we meet—what their interests are, for example. This is anyone’s favorite topic; why should children be any different? Of course, the “What grade are you in?” only transfers to “What do you do?” as you get older; our imaginations, despite years of innovation and the most advanced technological equipment of all time, are pretty limited.
I get that it’s harder to talk about kids when they aren’t around, but it does get old. If you want to do small talk, talk about small things—weather, news, sports. Children are not small things, despite their size! They are people who have dreams and interests and personalities and those are the things that actually, you know, matter. Then when I mention that we homeschool, I always want to bite my tongue; did I say the right thing? Am I going to be attacked? It shouldn’t be this way, but it is. People are this way about many things, unfortunately.
I find myself giving people we don’t even know—a bank teller, the dental assistant, a waitress—who are only mildly interested a rundown about what homeschooling is, how you do it, what are the benefits, blah blah blah. Really? What if I asked you what curriculum your son used (“Um, the district’s?”) or how you know he’s learning or what your daughter did all day? I doubt you could give me much of an answer.
It just drives me a little nuts. Maybe we could make a smidgeon of an effort to understand one another better. I don’t mind answering your questions as long as they are out of pure curiosity and a quest for understanding; just don’t try to put my kid—or me—into a box that you don’t even know anything about to begin with.







