Tuesday, January 31, 2012
My boy is often misunderstood. On the continuum of femininity vs masculinity, he is perched at the far end of the masculine side. There's nothing about him that is less than 100% masculine. He is tall and strong and testosterone charged. He expresses himself physically and wrestles, pushes and runs his way through life.
If Rupi was born 50 or 60 years ago, he would have been society's ideal. Being socially acceptable back them did not mean playing quietly with toys, or skipping gently alongside one's play mate. Back then being a boy was about climbing trees and riding helter skelter down a slope, swimming with abandon and coming inside for meals only.
He's polite and says please and thank you. But he may not always reply when spoken to or say good bye or give a cuddle upon request. He may also wrestle and shove more than is socially acceptable.
He's not "good".
And I am learning to be ok with that. We are realising that this world and the state it's in, requires people to be strong. Resolute and determined. It needs people who won't fall in with what is acceptable. People who challenge the status quo. Rupi is all that and more.
This post from Kelly's Korner made me feel like a million dollars. Her little girl is a lot like Rupi. And she is also learning to embrace and accept. She linked to this post too. I loved it. Good children are not always God-fearing. I want a God-lover child and that means he may be misunderstood and non-conforming.
Rupi is not a good boy. Amen for that.