Sharing Is Bad..Very Very Bad
As a young child we are always encouraged to share.
To share our toys.
To share our lollies.
To share our friends.
To share our clothes.
On our school and pre school reports, it is always noted how cooperative or not as the case may be, we are with others and a lot of this has to do with how we share. i.e. “little Jane doesn’t share well” etc etc…..
We are ostracised in the playground if we don’t share a snippet of our delicious chocolate chip cookie that Mum kindly packed for us a treat.
Suddenly we are excluded from the latest game of “elastics” if we sneakily admit to eating that cupcake that somehow made it into your lunch box without sharing a bite.
As an only child the concept of sharing was rather a hard one to grasp for me.
Growing up on my own with no siblings, I often didn’t have the problem of having to share my possessions with someone else. What was mine, stayed mine and unless I had a friend over for a play date, no one else ever touched my things.
Maybe that is where my hate of “sharing” comes in.
As a mother of 4 girls, I have had to drastically get used to the idea of “sharing” possessions.
You can often hear me yelling in the midst of World War 3…”for gawds sake, just share”!!!!!
How hypocritical am I????
As I am further thrust into the world of the teenage girl, my abhorrence for sharing is once again coming to the fore.
- I am constantly finding that I am once again searching for my hair straighter that has just been “borrowed”.
- My favourite hoodie that has once again disappeared from my wardrobe, appearing on the back of Miss E who claims that she is sure that she “asked” me.
- My iPad that has once again disappeared and once found is on 5% battery after enduring mindless hours of Minecraft.
- My black eyeliner has suddenly grown legs and “magically” walked away from my makeup bag.
- My favourite brown boots have found a new home in Miss M’s room after she decided that they would look great with her blue jeans.
- Where on earth have all my black stockings gone???
- I’m sure I had more than 2 squares of MY chocolate left in the fridge.
- My expensive moisturiser that is designed for MY wrinkles…not your non-existent ones, has left me literally scraping my finger at the bottom of the pot in a desperate attempt to find some for those bags that remain under my eyes.
- What has happened to my full bottle of foundation, should I check your room?
- I’m positive I had more than that 5c piece in my wallet yesterday……..
- What happened to my shows that I had recorded on Foxtel? Yes, I know I haven’t watched them yet, but I will when I finally get to use the TV….By the way, when is it my turn? I don’t care that the memory was full…delete your own crap, not mine!
- Where is my 6th season of MY Friends DVD that I had planned on watching this lazy Sunday afternoon?
Are we doing our kids a major disservice when we teach them that they HAVE to share. Does anyone have the right to take something from our kids, just because they want it?
After all, most of us wouldn’t cut in line, just because we don’t feel like waiting , or take someone else’s Phone or iPod, just because we think it is our turn to use it.
Do our kids feel the value of getting an award at school because they have earned it? Or are they satisfied getting one because it was just “their turn”?
Yep , sharing is definitely overrated ….. am I a selfish person? Probably……..
Or is it my right to just not want to share?
I know #onlychildsyndrome ………