Many mothers say: everyone advocates respecting children's privacy, but which parent doesn't break his heart for his children and doesn't want to protect them. If you interfere too much, your child's self-esteem will be hurt. So how to protect children in the best way and manage everything properly?
As parents, we should help our children to establish correct rules of making friends and good discrimination. Use communication instead of voyeurism, and let children share it with you voluntarily.
"Baby, who are these people in your WeChat, so many?"
"How did you get into so many groups? Cigar smoke ... "
"Who is this guy named * * * *? He talks about all kinds of things? "
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I suddenly realized that the problem was a bit serious. I put down the dishes I was washing and quickly slipped into the living room.
When eating, my father's mobile phone screen was accidentally broken, so I had to borrow my daughter's mobile phone for one night. Now I see him reprimanding his daughter's WeChat with her mobile phone, and her voice is getting louder and louder. There is a warm gas fermenting slightly in the air, and the lighting in the living room is extremely dazzling. I saw that my daughter's eyes were reddish and her eyes were full of wronged tears.
Daughter is nine years old. We gave her a mobile phone last Spring Festival. Now, she often uses her mobile phone to read WeChat official account articles on WeChat, such as "Teacher Education for All" and "Little Lady Yilin". My daughter has been very conscious since she got a mobile phone. I just go home from school and chat with my classmates in the living room for a while, grab red envelopes for a while, basically don't bring my mobile phone into the room to play when I do my homework, and never bring my mobile phone to school.
All along, I want to be a friend in my child's life, and try not to put pressure on my child as a mother in my life. In fact, I am approachable and born with a baby face that all dolls love. Children are also very close to me and like to mess with me. If anything happens, they will treat me like a clay doll. I like to get along with my daughter so casually.
In my opinion, parents should not interfere too much with their children's freedom, but should respect and trust their children and give them independent space. Of course, I am not an expert in education, and I know nothing about teenagers' psychology. As an ordinary mother, I hope my children can grow up in a more relaxed and free family environment.
Since I used my child's mobile phone, I signed up for WeChat, gave her a simple explanation, told her not to download things online, in case the mobile phone was poisoned, so I gave it to her to keep the mobile phone.
I never take the initiative to look at her mobile phone, even though her mobile phone is always dripping at home every day and the earthquake keeps on.
I will only tell my daughter appropriately: strangers should not be friends, strangers should not talk to them, and protect themselves.
My daughter often chats with me, telling me that my classmates like to give out red envelopes and build groups, and then dragging her in. I always listen carefully with a smile and find nothing wrong.
But now, looking at the two young people in the living room, one is unsmiling and serious, and the other is pear flower with rain. I took my daughter's mobile phone from my father, and I quickly scanned it.
Mona Lisa, Zhu Gekongming, various English names and strange avatars on the WeChat friends bar are all waiting for her daughter to click to reply to the unread message. A long list of software icons that don't know what is flashing on the notification bar. ...
I paused and turned to my daughter: honey, first of all, mom and dad said they wouldn't interfere too much with your private space for communication with friends, so we never took the initiative to look at your mobile phone. Dad didn't mean to look at your mobile phone today, but I need to borrow your mobile phone for one night and your mobile phone has been ringing and vibrating, right? Because we all especially believe in babies and believe that babies are good babies. Of course, the baby has never let us down, never hiding anything, and the mobile phone has always been generously placed on the coffee table in the living room. Mom told you before that you can't accept the request of strangers' friends and download any software at will. You must ask your mother before downloading any software. Mom knows more about operability than you do, right? It's also my mother's fault. You told my mother that students in your class and school like to build groups and pull you in. My mother didn't ask what group you are. If it is an unfamiliar group, don't join unnecessary groups. If you don't know the people in the group, you can't accept it, okay? Also, you said that most of your friends are your classmates. Can you tell them all your real names? So you can tell even if they change their nicknames again?
The daughter nodded, her clear eyes shining with tears.
Seeing that my daughter is still acceptable, I will continue: Also, play less WeChat and play less mobile phones. It's so cold that all emotions are isolated by the cold screen. You can't feel the joys and sorrows of your friends under the screen. Isn't it more fun to chat with friends? Love is mutual, right? Mom loves you very much, and so do you. Mom trusts you so much, you should repay her by reassuring her, right? There are too many things in your mobile phone. You should always lose weight. It also needs regular exercise to be healthy! Mom believes you know what to do, right? If you trust your mother, can you always take the initiative to give your mother your mobile phone, let her be your woodpecker and help you check its health?
I handed my daughter my mobile phone, and she reached out and took it, burning her fingers on it quickly. Pass it to me later. I know I deleted everything I should, but I didn't read it!
I hugged my daughter and pecked her little face twice. My daughter's sparkling eyes suddenly smiled and sparkled in the light. The air becomes gentle and moist, like the warm wind floating over the garden in the afternoon, gentle and quiet.
Dad turned on the TV, and the men's 69 kg weightlifting final of Rio Olympic Games was in full swing.
Outside the window, as night falls, the lights are on, and pink neon lights and bright street lamps blend into a gentle ocean. I sat comfortably on the sofa, and the cheers on TV came from my ears, and the warm atmosphere in the air began to flow again. ...