My Dad Thought He Knew Me, He Thought I Was Lazy and Slow, but He Didn’t Know Me at All
I hate it when people accuse me of laziness
I was a kid, I wasn’t in high school. my family was living on an Air Force Base in Japan. The base had an area set aside so people could plant vegetables. Me and the rest of the family were working in the garden one day.
My dad wanted me to rake the plot a certain way. He tried to teach me in his usual overbearing and authoritarian way. In no time at all he had me frustrated and confused. My dad’s default was to assume his kids were being lazy or passive-aggressive.
As usual, it ended badly, and it bothered both of us for years
Dad ended up angry, he upset me because he thought I was dogging it. I ended up being so pissed off that I threw the rake down and went to sit in the car until it was time to go home. I had a job later when I was in high school washing dishes in the NCO Club.
I had a reputation of being a hard worker. As an adult, I had trouble keeping jobs. A lot of supervisors are like my dad. I wonder how many “ Slow” people are not working or working below their potential.
Some break out of the box, but I never could
They aren’t working the jobs they be should working, or reaching their full potential. Family and co-workers have pigeon-holed them. If they don’t get out of the box they will be like I was. I was unhappy most of my working life.
It’s hard when you have Learning disabilities. It’s harder when your family doesn’t know or understand your strengths and weaknesses. Me and my dad could never work together on anything.
By default, he assumed his kids didn’t know anything. I had it worse because I was Dyslexic. I was able to get a job washing dishes when I was in High School. It’s funny, none of my co-workers or Supervisors thought I was slow.
The jobs where I was given a chance were few and far between
Everyone I worked with liked and respected me because I worked hard and got along with everyone. As an adult, I lost jobs because I couldn’t learn them fast enough and they weren’t the right jobs for me.
My dad didn’t know me or what I was about as well as the people I worked with did. There’s so much I missed because of that. A lot of boys grow up with their heads under the hood of a car with their dads. My dad and I couldn’t do that. we would have killed each other.
How many good employees are on Government assistance because they can’t keep a job?
I had supervisors and co-workers who got me. They figured out how to teach me and they gave me time to learn and grow into the job. For most of my working life, the opposite was true. The people that gave me a chance didn’t regret it.
The people who didn’t give me a chance lost out on the best worker they could have had. I said it before and I say it again. I don’t miss working for other people at all. It was stressful most of the time.
I don’t resent the people that didn’t give me a chance. I’m disappointed that my dad is the one person who should have known better. Wasn’t patient and understanding enough to teach me what I needed to learn.
Final Thought:
People have an annoying tendency to pigeonhole people and put them in boxes. It’s maddening that family, the people who should know better are the most guilty of this. Pay attention to your child’s actions.
Don’t filter those actions through a dirty lens. Your child isn’t lazy or stupid at all. Give him a chance.
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