Almost a year ago, we had this piece in Eureka Street, inspired by a very early morning request for a reptilian superhero.
“Last night, our six-year-old son had a nightmare. Despite reassurance and a cuddle in mum and dad’s bed, his eyes were open and his brain was switched on. He had decided he wasn’t going back to sleep. So, at five in the morning, we found ourselves in the peacefulness of the pre-dawn, drinking hot chocolates and musing on the important topics of our world.
Like most parents, we’re concerned about what it means to be raising children in this modern world. So concerned that we’ve turned to researching and writing to help ourselves and others make sense of the cavalcade of images and ideas our children are exposed to. Media violence, advertising and commercialisation are topics discussed regularly at our dinner table. We try to break the issues down into concepts and words our children understand.
But over that hot chocolate conversation we got a glimpse of what it is we’re trying to achieve. In between sips, our son told us he was going to save up his money to buy a Ninja Turtle: one of those small, green karate machines which, along with Pokemon, Bratz and Shrek, represent all that we tried to flee by tree-changing to a more self-sufficient lifestyle in rural Victoria.
And while we’ve managed to keep most of that stuff out of our household up to now, when our six-year-old told us he wanted to buy one, we just smiled. Continue Reading »