It occurred to me today that we’re living in a world that is nothing like the one I knew as a child. Obviously this pandemic has drastically changed society, but even aside from that, our world has changed. Technology is abundant, but so are dangers and deception. Smartphones and tablets and screens are an extension of our body. Worrying statistics show us that childhood anxiety is on the rise. Families are being told that they function best when separated and are encouraged to enter their children into ‘the system’ earlier and earlier. A system where children have become victims to wicked and worrying agendas that are infiltrating our schools, our televisions, our lives, their childhood. We live in the age of social distancing, in a society where we are pitted against one another, where human connection is lost and undervalued. Education has become less about children, and more about adults.
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In this crazy and chaotic world, I want my children to be free. I want them to experience their childhood wholeheartedly and fully. I want them to run away from the bombardment of handheld screens and feel the grass under their toes and the sun on their face. In a world that is unpredictable and ever-changing, I want them to know that they are a part of a solid family unit and an eternal plan. I want them to learn how to safely navigate this new digital age without cyber threats and social media attacks and secrets and adult content and mainstream media. I want to treasure their innocence, rather than see it snatched away by today’s culture. I want them to love learning, to be curious and discover things, without being squashed by standardised testing. I want my children to run up the slide and climb trees without being told that it’s against the playground rules. I want them to connect with other humans. I want them go against every grain of this society that tells us how we should live our life. I want them to be free to be a child and to experience kindness, silliness, contentment, safety and joy.