Moonsand!
I have been gifted in my life by being surrounded by my wonderful family. Currently, the living situation in my house is a little hectic. When I moved back from Hays I was really worried that I would be constantly assaulted with the screams and insanity of living in a house with three children; ages: 15 months, 6 years, and 10 years. I've only been back for a few weeks but already I have realized that living in a house with children is more fun than I could have imagined, especially when I don't want to be left to my own thoughts. I haven't been able to sleep in past 8 for the last week and a half but I would rather be awake and happily spending time with my little niece, or my mother and sister. Things are always active and I haven't really found a time in which I can't retreat into my bedroom for some silence. Anyways, my awesome house isn't what this is all about.
This is really about religion, and a child's views on said subject.
Moonsand:
Jade is my sister Miah's six year old daughter. She's really a handful but it's usually because she doesn't get as much attention as the other two children, Fynn and Zoey. Zoey is the baby and everyone loves her, it's hard not to, really hard, like when you see a really cute puppy do something he's not supposed to but you can't help but laugh and smile anyways. Even though it's wrong. Well, Jade wants to be this child, but really she can't be because she's the middle and she will never get the attention she deserves. Most of the time I try to go out of my way to play with her or sit down and read with her or something so that she feels included. Plus, I like it when they say I'm the best aunt ever. Only because it's the truth. There is an obvious and clearly psychological reason that Jade feels this way and that she's treated this way by both her mother and her father, short answer: Divorce.
When Jade was born, Miah and her husband were in the middle of a painful and angry divorce, cheating husband and such. Everything began in the early stages of Miah's pregnancy and by the end they were apart. Starting to see why Jade is a little neglected sometimes? Personally, I feel as though it was because Miah and ML were no longer in love, she was suddenly stuck with reminder of what she lost every day and not only was it there for good, it was alive and kicking, needing love and attention- she had to raise and love this child, no matter how painful it was. Needless to say Jade is a reminder to both of them of happy times before, or of painful times, or just a reminder of something, and neither of them give much thought towards Jade's happiness. She acts out because she feels like no one wants her. I can't blame her, I would feel like that too. Heck, It's hard for me to not act out now, even though I'm and adult and I don't have to live with said person. As a result of all of this psychological neglect and attention seeking, Jade has developed into quite an artistic and intelligent little girl. She's only six but has reading comprehension and imagination of a gifted child. She would probably do better in school if the teachers could figure out a decent way to help her, rather than just punish and ignore her. Brief summary of Jade's personality: intelligent, artistic, and free minded.
Tonight, before dinner, Jade and I were playing with moonsand* on the kitchen table while everyone was getting ready for dinner and other things of the sort. We both seemed to be talking about all of these little things that young kids talk about and one thing led to another and we ended up talking about god. This is the point where I get all sappy and happy and state once again how open minded Jade is. She said something along the lines of "Well what if god didn't make all people, what if we're just here because?" and I said, "I don't know, but Grandma and Momma might get upset if I talk to you about god" and I smiled. That's when she asked why and I said becaust not all people believe he's real, and she told me "I don't believe he's real, I think we just exist because we can." This girl is six years old. SIX. When I was six, I was still willingly going to Sunday school and singing hymnals and loving Jesus with all my little atriums and ventricles. I didn't come into my own beliefs until about 7th grade, and then I didn't actually share my beliefs with anyone until freshman year of highschool. Anyway, I was completely taken aback and suprised about what she had said. Needless to say, It was the best moment I've ever shared with one of my nieces or nephews.
This being said I should probably make a note about the rest of my family. Mother: Got pregnant at 16, forced to marry, gave birth to my wonderful oldest sister Genesis. After divorce my mother found my Father, and wonderfully converted him from Catholicism. Thankfully my family is no longer Catholic and I wasn't raised Catholic.
I just realized I have nothing left to write about.
*(Moonsand is a really pointless thing for kids to play with in a special little mat thing that is silly and whatever. You can't really do much with moonsand because it usually just falls apart. Worthless overpriced moist sand)
This is really about religion, and a child's views on said subject.
Moonsand:
Jade is my sister Miah's six year old daughter. She's really a handful but it's usually because she doesn't get as much attention as the other two children, Fynn and Zoey. Zoey is the baby and everyone loves her, it's hard not to, really hard, like when you see a really cute puppy do something he's not supposed to but you can't help but laugh and smile anyways. Even though it's wrong. Well, Jade wants to be this child, but really she can't be because she's the middle and she will never get the attention she deserves. Most of the time I try to go out of my way to play with her or sit down and read with her or something so that she feels included. Plus, I like it when they say I'm the best aunt ever. Only because it's the truth. There is an obvious and clearly psychological reason that Jade feels this way and that she's treated this way by both her mother and her father, short answer: Divorce.
When Jade was born, Miah and her husband were in the middle of a painful and angry divorce, cheating husband and such. Everything began in the early stages of Miah's pregnancy and by the end they were apart. Starting to see why Jade is a little neglected sometimes? Personally, I feel as though it was because Miah and ML were no longer in love, she was suddenly stuck with reminder of what she lost every day and not only was it there for good, it was alive and kicking, needing love and attention- she had to raise and love this child, no matter how painful it was. Needless to say Jade is a reminder to both of them of happy times before, or of painful times, or just a reminder of something, and neither of them give much thought towards Jade's happiness. She acts out because she feels like no one wants her. I can't blame her, I would feel like that too. Heck, It's hard for me to not act out now, even though I'm and adult and I don't have to live with said person. As a result of all of this psychological neglect and attention seeking, Jade has developed into quite an artistic and intelligent little girl. She's only six but has reading comprehension and imagination of a gifted child. She would probably do better in school if the teachers could figure out a decent way to help her, rather than just punish and ignore her. Brief summary of Jade's personality: intelligent, artistic, and free minded.
Tonight, before dinner, Jade and I were playing with moonsand* on the kitchen table while everyone was getting ready for dinner and other things of the sort. We both seemed to be talking about all of these little things that young kids talk about and one thing led to another and we ended up talking about god. This is the point where I get all sappy and happy and state once again how open minded Jade is. She said something along the lines of "Well what if god didn't make all people, what if we're just here because?" and I said, "I don't know, but Grandma and Momma might get upset if I talk to you about god" and I smiled. That's when she asked why and I said becaust not all people believe he's real, and she told me "I don't believe he's real, I think we just exist because we can." This girl is six years old. SIX. When I was six, I was still willingly going to Sunday school and singing hymnals and loving Jesus with all my little atriums and ventricles. I didn't come into my own beliefs until about 7th grade, and then I didn't actually share my beliefs with anyone until freshman year of highschool. Anyway, I was completely taken aback and suprised about what she had said. Needless to say, It was the best moment I've ever shared with one of my nieces or nephews.
This being said I should probably make a note about the rest of my family. Mother: Got pregnant at 16, forced to marry, gave birth to my wonderful oldest sister Genesis. After divorce my mother found my Father, and wonderfully converted him from Catholicism. Thankfully my family is no longer Catholic and I wasn't raised Catholic.
I just realized I have nothing left to write about.
*(Moonsand is a really pointless thing for kids to play with in a special little mat thing that is silly and whatever. You can't really do much with moonsand because it usually just falls apart. Worthless overpriced moist sand)