Today is so different than when I was a
child. Nowadays, if you’re not satisfied
everyone knows it…
Please excuse me,
I’m just having a moment.
Things are not going my way.
I’m not happy
until I have my way.
Hmmm, in my day,
it was called a tantrum.
If you were with the sitter, acting out,
when she called mom,
all it took was that one phone call.
Instead of getting even,
lashing out, or having a fit-
you straighten up, calmed yourself down
and acted rational. It made you a
grounded man or woman, a respectable adult.
So, when things does not go your way,
you act the way your mom and dad raised you.
Besides, your mom and dad would be proud of
how you handle yourself.
From what I see,
as I sit back and watch,
it seems it’s easier nowadays to get by
having your way, than do what you know
Disclaimer: This post is not disregarding the reality of those who face emotional disorders and challenges. The post is a nostalgic parody of childhood days when a tantrum was a tantrum and parents exercised their parental role in addressing discipline when needed. Nor does this disregard the reality of child abuse. After working in the profession for 30 years on behalf of advocating families and children, I do not condone or promote such behavior.