Bad Parents Have Better Children

Someday, when my children are old nough to understand the logic that motivates parents, I will tell them: I loved you enough to insist with you to save your money to buy that bicycle, even when I had the money to buy it.

I loved you enough to stand next to you, for two hours, while you were cleaning your bedroom - work that I could do in 15 minutes.

I loved you enough to make you pay for the chocolate that "you took" from the corner shop and made you tell the owner: I stole this yesterday and today I want to pay for it.

I loved you enough watch in silence and let you find out for yourself that your new friend was not a true good friend. - I loved you enough to let you take all the responsibilities of your actions, even when the punishment was too hard that would break my heart.

I loved you enough to ask you where were you going, who with, and what time I wanted you to come back home. - I loved you enough to let you see the wretchedness, the disappointment and the tears in my eyes. - But above everything, I loved you enough to tell you "NO", when I knew you were going to hate me for that.

I am glad. I won, because at the end you too will win. And someday, when your own children will be old enough to understand the logic that motivates parents, you will say to them when they ask you, if your parents were bad, evil, horrible and stressful, you will say "Yes" - They were the worst parents in all world!, because: - While the other kids had sweets for breakfast, we had to have cereal, toast and eggs. - While the other kids had Pepsi and chips at dinner time, we had to have soup, and fruit juice. And you won't believe this! - But my parents made us have dinner at the table all together, which was very different from the other parents.

Our parents insisted to know where we were at every hour of the day; it was like a prison. They had to know, who were all our friends and what we all do when we were together. - They insisted that we told them that we were going out even if it was only for one hour or less. - We were a shame to admit it, but they violated several laws of childhood we had to make our bed, wash the dishes, learn how to cook, Hoover the floor, iron our clothes, and take the trash to the bin outside and all the cruelest jobs. I think they didn't sleep at night just to think of more things for us to do the next day! - They insisted with us to say the truth, always the truth, nothing but the truth. - By that time, they could read our thoughts, which made our life really boring!

Our parents didn't let our friends hoot outside for us to go out. Our friends had to go and knock at the door just for them to see and know them! - While every girl or boy at twelve, thirteen years old, they could go out, we had to wait until we were sixteen. - Because of our parents we missed many of the youth fundamental experiences: none of us has ever been wrapped in vandalism acts or burglaries; none of us has been in jail for any type crime. - It was their entire fault: my parents.

Now, that we are no longer at home, we are adults, honest and educated, we are doing our best to be bad parents, just like our parents were. I think that is one of the worst things in the world today: There are not enough bad parents!!! And do you know what? to have bad parents, makes us know how to distinguish the Good and the Bad, and sometimes the Bad we had when young, it will be the future Good and the best we had in the past that's the logic of live - we receive from our parents all they can give us, the best way to educate us, preparing us for bad and the good things in life.

We all hate parents! There will be a time in our lives that we need to learn the way to live and the easy way is to listen to friends and to do whatever friends do but most friends will be gone so easily, and most friends will leave us when we need them the most; our bad parents will always be there for everything we need, crying with us, smiling with us even after we hate them so much, even after we made them cry with the spiteful words we said sometimes that made them suffer in silence. They will always be there!!!

If there is something that no one else can do for us, is to love us unconditionally and forever as our bad parents will do! I am proud that I had bad parents: my bad parents taught me the what I am today, and most of all they made me understand what it is to really love our children and if I am a bad parent now, I know that my children will remember me forever, and I will live forever and ever in their hearts. I know my children hate me, but I Love my children! I would love to know how many bad parents like me are out there and what you think of this. Are we wrong about the way we deal with our kids?