My father was a writer. He wrote all of his life, inflicting upon many of us his novels, plays, articles, essays, and self-help books. Some were marvelous; some merely well-intentioned. But of all the things he wrote, his journal is his legacy: by turns wise and bewildering, it neared 1,100 type-written pages when he died in 2010. Although perused many times, this is the first time it will be read - cover to cover, page after page.
Thursday, April 23, 2015
Entitled to Tantrum Behavior
They were feeling entitled to tantrum behavior. The game had become that important, or maybe because they had seen it on television they think the tantrum is an integral part of the game, and that placating them is what coaches and parents ought to do. The placating has, of course, a reinforcing effect, and even though they are only kids playing a game it has taken on the appearance and intensity of even younger children frustrated by reason's intrusion on their self-absorbed way of life. Throwing helmets or bats, pounding on the ground and crying suggest it has lost its "gameness" and the feeling that the yelling and slamming are important demonstrations of one's commitment to the contest suggests we may be a society too concerned with appearance, too focused on winning and pursuit of more foolishness than could ever be helpful.
Labels:
baseball,
children,
focus,
foolishness,
frustration,
games,
judgment,
parenting,
sports,
winning
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