Pink is for girls and blue is for boys- Says who? Shoo away the gender bias
Pink and pretty, sweet and spice, that's our little girl, all things nice.
Rough and tough, all in blue, the naughty little brat, ah our little boy.
For ages we have been associating certain colors with particular genders. I see things changing now and whats more impressive(more than girls sporting "blue", its our boys who are embracing "pink" in spirit. Indeed a welcome change.
Our upbringing plays a significant role in the way we think, act, react later in life. Habits die hard they say and most of these are inculcated at a very nascent stage of life, hence its important to place emphasis on raising our children the right way.
Apart from giving them a good education, proving for all their needs, as parents we play a critical role in raising responsible children. There's so much talk about gender bias, inequality of the sexes, women empowerment- are we overdoing it at times, I wonder. But I look around and see - things have not changed much. I still see these biases lurking in every nook and corner- the woman struggling to make the most of 24 hours, cooking, cleaning, taking care of the kids, running to office, there's no holiday in the true sense for her,is there? I see people abusing their wives and shudder. Young girls who are qualified are asked to sit at home though they wish to work just because their husbands do not permit them.
What has influenced this ruthless/callous attitude? The truth is that the seeds have been sown at a very tender age and they grew up watching these things happening in their homes and surroundings, everyone was doing it and that reinforced their belief and it grew stronger.
At times just out of habit or subconsciously we exhibit gender biases. We may not even realise it, its that subtle at times. But, the consequences stay. So what can we do differently (or avoid doing) to make our sons and daughters grow up with a mindset that they are equal.
1)This is boy's job-I have seen this in many households, after a meal the daughter is asked to lift the dishes and tidy the table and the boy just walks off to wash his hands. Why not tell your son - "honey why don't you and your sister take turns in cleaning the table?" Reserving certain kinds of work for boys and some for girls like going out to buy a packet of milk is what Rahul will do and helping mummy shell peas is Meera's work. Why can't Meera run to the grocer and Rahul shell the peas?
2)Zero tolerance to any form of abuse -I was shocked one day to see a relative's son hitting his sister, twisting her hand, pulling her hair while she howled in pain. The little girl did not hit him back, there were tears of pain in her eyes and the most surprising and annoying thing was all the adults just watched quietly and then just hushed the kids to stop fighting. No one reprimanded the boy. I was almost tempted to go tell the girl "why dint u punch him in the face?" Not that I am someone who supports and thrives on violence but I would not tolerate if my son did that to any girl and would be equally angry if my daughter took someone's beating meekly.
3) Barbies and racing cars( Nip it in the bud)- The belief that girls will love playing only with dolls and kitchen utensils toy sets and boys will enjoy cars, trucks and action figures needs to change. It starts with barbies and cars and moves on to enrolling girls for classes like dancing , drawing and as they grow up learning how to bake. When it comes to boys the choices are sports, guitar. I have seen many girls love playing with cars and though boys liking dolls seems novel, i wouldn't consider that as something to be baffled with. We have seen many men master the art of cookery, they may or many not become a Vikas Khanna or Sanjeev Kapoor but of they can cook a good meal for their wife, its no less a feat. That requires us to nurture this liking of theirs to be nurtured right in the initial years. Same goes for girls who have displayed exemplary performance in fields which were always a male bastion. It always comes to their passion which was identified and talent hones by their parents.
3)Mummy Daddy set the right example-Children are keen observers. In fact they are like blotting paper. They see, they observe, they learn and that becomes a inherent part of their behaviour. Practising gender neutral behaviour, making them understand that there is no such thing as a man's work and woman's work, if Mumma can go to office then Daddy can cook a meal as well right? Or at lest help Mumma with the dishes, washing soiled clothes, mopping the floor. For many men these do not come naturally because they have never been used to doing these in their childhood, they have always seen the women doing these and the men of the house read newspaper or watched tv. When their working wives demand that they help , they are baffled.
4)Boys don't cry- We have heard this since ages and we see a lot of people challenging this age old notion nowadays in fact urging boys to shed their inhibitions and cry. And why not? They are as human as the female species, aren't they? So why do we always ask them to suppress this emotion right from a tender age, stop the tears from falling freely and gradually one day they master this art. It's no longer trying to put up a facade, they no longer feel this emotion. This is not something to cheer about that how strong our little boy has become for its this boy who would not hesitate when demeaning his wife or worse physically abusing her. So the next time let your boy cry, it's better to release your emotions rather than having them pent up.
Raising children with the right set of values is with its challenges but more important than giving them a good education and focussing on them getting into that IIT or foreign university, it's important to focus on raising a good human being. Its these tiny tots who would go out into the world one day and practise what we have taught them over the years. Does my son respect women in the true sense, would he be man enough to stand up for them? Is my daughter brought up with the firm belief that she is no less than a man, she could go and achieve what she wishes without the thought that she's a girl even crossing her mind? Are we raising our children the right way, do ask yourselves this pertinent question for its you and only you as a parent who can make the biggest difference here.
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