Raising Strong Daughters
Grade school was tough for me. I got picked on a lot, mostly because I got good grades and didn’t like to get in trouble. I think a lot of my insecurities as an adult began on the school playground as a 9-year-old who just wanted to fit in. Because of those experiences, I’ve become super-sensitive to how I’m raising my daughters. I want them to be strong young women who don’t let the opinions of others determine their self-worth. I know some of that is inevitable (I see it already in preschool when my daughter gets her feelings hurt because a girl in her class doesn’t want to play with her), but hopefully they will be able to avoid at least some of the negativity that I experienced so long ago.
The other day I was flipping channels and a story on the Today Show caught my eye. It was about a new book called ‘The Drama Years’, which tells the true stories of middle-school girls dealing with issues like self-esteem and bullying. As I listened to these young girls talk, I could feel my anxiety level rising. My heart broke for some of them, as they talked about feeling invisible at school or being called names because of how they looked or what they were wearing. Most surprising was some of them saying their parents had no idea what was going on or how they were feeling.
I know the middle school years can be an awkward and difficult period of time. Girls in particular start focusing so much on what others think of them instead of what they think of themselves. The pressure to fit in becomes intense, even more so now than it was when I was growing up. So how do we teach young women to be kind to each other and feel good about themselves? How do we teach them that what matters is what’s on the inside, not what designer’s jeans they are wearing?
So far I’m trying to teach by example. My oldest daughter knows that I don’t focus much on outward appearances. I tell her every day that she’s beautiful, not because of how she looks but because of her kind and caring heart. I ask her questions about her day and try to get her to open up to me about how she’s feeling. I’m doing my best to establish a very open relationship with her from the very beginning, so that in 5 years, she’s not one of the girls saying her parents have no idea what’s going on. If she’s being bullied or feeling down, I want to know about it so that I can help her work through it. Same goes for my son and for my youngest daughter (who’s 7 months old) when the time comes.
What do you think? If you are raising daughters, how do you teach them to be kind to others and feel good about the person they are becoming?
The other day I was flipping channels and a story on the Today Show caught my eye. It was about a new book called ‘The Drama Years’, which tells the true stories of middle-school girls dealing with issues like self-esteem and bullying. As I listened to these young girls talk, I could feel my anxiety level rising. My heart broke for some of them, as they talked about feeling invisible at school or being called names because of how they looked or what they were wearing. Most surprising was some of them saying their parents had no idea what was going on or how they were feeling.
I know the middle school years can be an awkward and difficult period of time. Girls in particular start focusing so much on what others think of them instead of what they think of themselves. The pressure to fit in becomes intense, even more so now than it was when I was growing up. So how do we teach young women to be kind to each other and feel good about themselves? How do we teach them that what matters is what’s on the inside, not what designer’s jeans they are wearing?
So far I’m trying to teach by example. My oldest daughter knows that I don’t focus much on outward appearances. I tell her every day that she’s beautiful, not because of how she looks but because of her kind and caring heart. I ask her questions about her day and try to get her to open up to me about how she’s feeling. I’m doing my best to establish a very open relationship with her from the very beginning, so that in 5 years, she’s not one of the girls saying her parents have no idea what’s going on. If she’s being bullied or feeling down, I want to know about it so that I can help her work through it. Same goes for my son and for my youngest daughter (who’s 7 months old) when the time comes.
What do you think? If you are raising daughters, how do you teach them to be kind to others and feel good about the person they are becoming?
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One thing I will say, her room mother said someone was picking on her & she didn't give them the time of day. I was very proud of that. Then, at daycare, she just called someone out on it. Another girl was picking on her & she said "how sad that you have to try to put me down to feel better." I was so proud of her...she was quoting what her mama told her. :) Usually if you call out a bully, they stop & it sure worked for her! I can't tell you how proud I am of my girl & I hope she keeps her awesomeness. - 4/23/2012 10:19:41 AM
I am 38 years old and have struggled with my self worth and self esteem all these years. It's only been this year and very recently that I began to truly believe that I am a worthwhile person and to do things and say positive things to myself everyday to improve my own self esteem. I am hoping by doing this that I, also, will lead my children by example. It's never too late.
Thanks for this blog...it has made me think about ways I can still work with and encourage my precious children. - 4/22/2012 7:01:57 PM
Being the youngest of my grade peers didn't mean a great deal in primary school - what did was that I was almost always the smallest kid in my grade. That got me bullied, until I went to middle school in the 7th grade.
We had just moved into a new town before school started that year, and about the third day the "Bully-in-Chief" decided to teach me that my pecking order was on the bottom in 'his' school. I was caught from behind in the boy's bathroom and had forcibly had my head stuffed in a toilet.
That was the first time I ever got mad. I had been angry before, but because of my upbringing, had never had my anger advance.
By the time I got cleaned up, I was late for class. I went to the principal, told him what happened but not who had done it, and got a pass to excuse my tardiness. By the time I got to class, the story was all over the school.
Only one person, a pretty girl in my class, was a bit supportive of me. Even though she was about a foot taller, her support made her my friend and "girl friend". It took about 3 seconds.
By lunchtime, my anger had progressed to a smoldering mad. I saw the 'bully-in-chief across the lunch quad. Facing away from me by about a quarter turned. I walked up, basically on his blind side, and slammed my knee into his thigh. He went down on one knee, looked at me threatening death and started to get back up. I kicked him in the face, knocking him backwards.
I was later told I screamed and jumped on him, hitting him in the face over and over. A gym teacher lifted me off and took me to the principal's office. To this day, I can't remember if I walked, was dragged or how I got there.
My dad was called in, and the Principal told him what had happened, from the teachers viewpoint. My dad, an L.A. policemen, wanted to hear my side of the story. The Principal blustered, but my dad dad insisted or he was going to call the police - which seemed to make the Principal just a little befuddled, but my dad heard the other side of the story.
My dad said it sounded pretty much like a regular playground boys thing and suggested things be called equal. Unfortunately, I had given the bully a black eye, a split lip and a broken nose. The bullies dad made it to the school, had seen his son in the nurses office and stormed into the Principal's office, took one look at me and started towards me, threatening to "kick your aps". My dad quickly stood and grabbed him from the side, the guy started to spin around and take a punch at my dad (actually, my adoptive dad) and stopped when he saw a 6'4", very muscular man holding out his badge. I thought it was obvious where my bully got his bullying ways from.
After a few seconds, I was sent out of the room to set across the desk from the secretary.
Neither of us could hear what was going on, but we could hear it involved a lot of yelling.
It got quiet, which freighted me more than a bit. I was called back into the office and was told to apologize to the father, which, as reluctantly as a 7th grader could, I did. The father then apologized to me for his son's actions and said it would never happen again, then he left.
I was suspended for the rest of the day, and my dad told me, "When we get home and I tell your mother, heaven help you". Then we left and drove back to our small farm. There was absolutely no sound in the cab of the pick-up.
When we got back home, we quietly walked up the stairs, across the porch and into the living room. My dad told me to set down and he went to get my mom.
In the era I grew up in (late 50s and early 60s), "spare the rod and spoil the child", especially boys, was considered a perfectly reasonable philosophy and spankings were designed, basically, to get the child's attention and to also punish. I can promise you, a spanking Always got my attention and made me think of my 'evil' ways.
If physical punishment was decided on, my dad administered thse behind burning experiences, but my mom always put her opinion in, and I would rather have had 10 spankings instead of her "talking to". A spanking got my attention and hurt temporarily, but my mom would start asking me questions and ask just how my actions were justified by the teachings in the Bible. Those hurt worse than anything.
Because of what had happened to me prior to my 'fight', my mom went to the Old Testament and used the "eye for an eye" example to partially justify my actions. Then she went to the New Testament and reminded me to 'turn the other cheek'. Finally, she asked me (ME!), what I thought my punishment should be. You all know my preference, and my dad and I walked down and behind the barn.
He said, "Son, this is going to hurt me more than it does you". You can probably know what I was thinking.
My dad told me I should scream with every loud slap, and I didn't think I had to worry about that.
Then my dad did the strangest thing. He clapped his hands together. I was stunned and did nothing. He yelled, loud enough for my mom to hear, "Don't be stubborn boy, I'll just have to use a little more force to make you feel it!" Then he slapped his hands together and I cooperated by yelling loudly. He did that nine more times and by the time he quit, I had gotten into it and was screaming, "No more! Please dad, don't spank me again!"
When that was all over, he reached to get me and gave me a giant hug. He told me that he was proud of me. He didn't really believe in violence, but as a police officer, realized that was the only way to handle some things. He was most concerned that I had flown into a rage and hadn't been able to control what I did.
We talked some more, then he went back up to the house and I stayed behind the barn. I finally went back to the house, got my books from the living room and went to my room and did homework. I'm as sure as I can be that my dad told my mom what had really transpired behind the barn, because the next morning she tried very hard to be serious, but I caught her grinning a little bit.
I never had another bit of trouble in that school. The girl who supported me and I stayed friends for the whole two years we lived there. She probably qualifies as my first "girlfriend", but that was limited to holding hands, and a few kisses before we moved. Remember, this was about the same time as "Leave It To Beaver" and kids were a bit, a lot, more naive then they are now.
Teach your daughters how to be strong and protect themselves as much as possibly. Don't lie or diminish what they may experience. A single hard kick, just below and to the inside of a guys kneecap will put him on the ground in great pain and she can she can run to safety. Most often, a kick to the groin is what is told, but in actuality, a kick to the groin can be blocked fairly easily simply by shifting your weight and blocking with your thigh.
Also, teach your sons that while violence can't really be condoned, sometimes it's the only answer to someone who won't listen to peaceful negotiations.
Teach them all that "THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS A FAIR FIGHT". A person who attacks them Plans to do them no good. Colonel Shelby from the civil war had the best technique as a raider. He struck his enemies hard and fast and then got away as quickly as possible. Seldomly is there a good reason to stand and slug it out.
My belief is that many more children than not are subject to bullying. Now, as much on the computer and social networks as physically in school. - 4/22/2012 5:22:03 PM
My son is 13 and although his school handled the problems in a better manner, he has a hard time playing with any of the kids from his school even though they give him a lot of respect whenever we're at any events. And the teachers tell me he volunteers to help other students who are having problems with school work. He plays a sport, but doesn't form any bonding relationships. He has one friend from our old neighborhood but they don't get to meet up very often.
I know that I've taught my children to be kind to everyone and I'm always supporting them, and encouraging them and I make it a point to listen to what they have to say. But I think there comes a point when a parent can only do so much once the outside damage is done because we are all human beings and we all want to fit in and feel loved by people other than our parents.
In 6th grade he attempted to start an anti-bullying program in his school along with a local organization. Could you believe that the day the parents were invited to come out with their children, no one showed up except for the organizers and the two of us? So sad. - 4/21/2012 11:22:18 PM
It used to start in 4th grade and peak in about 7th. I really hope it isn't starting earlier but, reading these comments, it is. - 4/21/2012 11:13:47 AM
I enrolled my daughter in preschool about a year after most and she was pretty smart even for those kids her age. She got bullied there; at age 4!!! She a beautiful and smart child who loves to help others.
Now that she is in 2nd grade, it still hasn't stopped. There were girls in Kindergarten and 1st grade that were just mean. About 6 mo. ago one girl told her she had hairy arms and in 90 degree weather she wouldn't wear shorts or short sleeves! This girl didn't even remember she made this comment, but my daughter sure did.
We had her write sentences saying she was beautiful and she didn't care what anyone else said.
It's a harsh world out there, we really need to prepare them.
Good luck everyone. I had it rough, too. My son has taken some smack, too, but he seems to be a little happy go lucky with it. Or at least he's not a as sensitive and lets it go after a while. I'm not sure. His disposition is much more jovial than my daughter's.
rumbamel - 4/21/2012 9:30:58 AM
I believe she learned by my example and values. We talk alot even to this day, she's a Freshman in college and doing very well. She still has to stretch herself past some of the shyness, but she is rising above it. Her self-worth is in tack.
I wonder why girls are so mean anymore! ? She runs into a few, and she talks to me, very intelligent and level headed about it. I believe I have taught her that in life there are people like that and hopefully have shown her how to deal with it. She has to learn on her own and she is doing a very good job at it. If I had left her in that bad situation she may have ended up so demoralized and not have any goals or aspirations or even want to try to aspire to any thing. She has run into some of the girls that she had problems with and their life situations are not good. The thing is she is not gloating over them, she has compassion on them with wisdom and is thankful that she didn't end up like that. And yes I do pray for her and believe we made the right choice. - 4/21/2012 8:16:07 AM
I teach in a middle school and the kids I see who have the most trouble socially (the bully and the bullied) are the ones who have no strong sense of their worth and their capabilities. No parent or significant other has taken the time to discover and reinforce their strengths. Having said that, my daughter emerged from the womb with a pretty well defined sense of self and never looked back.
I think if we can only do one thing for our kids to make the world a less threatening place it's love them unconditionally. - 4/20/2012 11:14:50 PM
That's partly why my children were homeschooled through the middle school years, and then were able to integrate back into school in high school with their self esteem intact and leadership abilities ready to demonstrate, flying through the challenges that could have derailed them for a long, Long time. - 4/20/2012 10:01:22 PM
One thing I really *have* to say, though, is that many parents bring things on themselves, re their children, by *demanding* that their children do things in a certain way or live their lives in a certain way.
We have to remember that our children are persons in their own right.
I also started the ethic & moral considerations with my sons when they were really wee.
And it worked for them all through school and since (now ages 24 and 22). They have their own thoughts and opinions, but skin colour or differing religions or whatever mean nothing to them because they each focus on the person, not the baggage. - 4/20/2012 5:04:35 PM
I also have an 11 year old son. I am now in the throes of listening to hours and hours of the ways he has defeated this or that level on the wii games. But every once in awhile he also has a story or two about someone in class and what he is going through. He will enter middle school next year, I hope we can continue to talk.
I cannot make them feel beautiful. I cannot make them confident, or independent. What I can do is listen, love, support, and try to show them by example how to live a life free from drama. So far they do seem to be learning some lessons. I hope it is enough! - 4/20/2012 3:33:58 PM
Setting a good example by doing things for yourself also helps girls realize that both men and women maintain their cars, fix the plumbing, fix delicious and nutritious meals and troubleshoot the home computer. - 4/20/2012 3:28:56 PM
I also have the pleasure (and heartache) of working with middle schoolers on a regular basis; I get to see their "real" sides, as I'm one of two adults who manage an entire website of around 20,000 kids, mostly between the ages of 12-16.
Some of the things they deal with are heartbreaking; I often wonder where their parents are. If they saw half of the things their kids are posting when they're not around, they'd be horrified.
I think the best advice I can give anyone based on that experience is KNOW what your child is doing, and saying, everywhere; this includes texts and the internet. Where they go and what they do is a part of their lives now... and it's important that it be monitored while they're too immature to manage on their own.
It's also about what I say and do; I don't focus on "losing weight" - try (usually successfully) to focus on being stronger. When my daughter compliments me on my weight loss, I thank her, and then tell her that I'm REALLY proud of being stronger and fitter and faster. I hope she gets the message that my health is more important than the scale reading. - 4/20/2012 3:07:16 PM
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