Right after my education of Electrical Engineering, I got to work for a Technical Training department.
My colleagues both created courses and taught them in a class full of students.
“Are you comfortable with teaching”, was one of the first questions.
Doing a presentation at school was one of my worst nightmares.
My manager saw the fear in my eyes and made me a Training developer at first.
In the first few months I was doing background research and gained a lot of technical knowledge.
Due to this, I was convinced I could easily teach a class.
I might have had the technical knowledge, but teaching is something completely different.
I had no pedagogical skills whatsoever.
So I was send to 9 month course to learn all the ins and outs of teaching.
And that really did help.
Being a parent basically also makes you a teacher.
A teacher about life, safety in and around the house, communication, how to get through puberty.
Things we have all have experienced.
So, you could say. “we’re experts”.
But, does that make us good parents too?
Last week there were two occasions, on the same day, where I recognized that parenting is definitely one of the hardest tasks, but some might just not be extremely good at.
I drove to the store to get some groceries.
As I wanted to park my car, 4 kids, not older than 9 years, jumped in front of it.
They were pulling faces towards me and also I heard them calling me names.
That’s all fine. But what bothered me the most, their dad stood right there.
After one minute, nothing happened. I had no choice but to honk my horn.
One of the kids started crying cause he didn’t expect a loud noise.
What followed after that, was the dad getting angry with me for being so irresponsible and making his boy cry.
No need to say, I was overflowed with anger and emotions.
I got into the store and looked at some hair care products.
Definitely after that situation I needed some pampering time.
2 young kids, of barely 12, stood nearby me and looked at the hair dye products which presented a woman with the hair color it was supposed to turn into.
“Would you F* her”, the girl asked to the boy.
On which the boy replied “No, I don’t fall for black haired women”.
Did that just really happen?
Again, their mum was 2 meters again from the scenery.
She said nothing.
She just laughed.
I went home as soon as I could.
The whole situation made me cry and feeling disappointed.
And as terrible as it sounds, I don’t think every adult is cut out to be a parent.