Raising kids is no easy task, as any parent will I’m sure agree. There are so many right’s and wrong’s to teach them and it’s hard to tell if all of this knowledge and value is really sinking in. That is, until they are faced with a situation in which to use it.
For example, take this story of a dad in Bath, England whose 7-year-old son bravely stood up to a homophobe in a supermarket without a second thought. Talk about total #ParentGoals.
As the father explained to Not Always Right, he had taken his son shopping for a birthday present for a girl in his class.
They ended up choosing a wand, tiara, and jewelry for her to play dress-up in. While waiting in line to purchase the gifts, the son put them on and pretended to be a queen. Apparently, this was too much for bigoted customer across from them.
This is how their conversation unfolded:
Son: *in a “posh” voice* “I’m the Queen and I say this line should move faster!”
I and a few others smile at his playfulness when a man in line at the next till yells at me.
Man: “You can’t let your son do that. If he turns into a f****t it’ll be your fault.”
Everyone stops and stares at him in horror whilst the cashiers call for a manager.
Son: “What’s a f****t?”
Me: “It’s a nasty word that only nasty people use so you mustn’t say it.”
Man: “It means gay, kid.”
Son: “What’s gay?”
Man: “It means you’re bad and going to Hell for being evil.”
Me: “It’s when a man loves a man and a lady loves a lady.”
Son: “Oh, like Uncle James and Uncle Ian?”
Me: “Yep, just like Uncle James and Uncle Ian. They’re not bad, are they?”
My brother is a paediatric oncologist and his partner is a paediatric nurse. We’ve tried to explain what cancer is and how my brother and his partner make children feel better when they’re poorly. *British slang for “sick” or in bad health*
Son: “My uncles make children better when they have poorly blood and poorly bones. If you make them go to Hell that means you want the children to be poorly.”
The manager and a security guard turn up but my son looks this man in the eye and holds his stare.
Son: “Do you want the children to be poorly? Do you want them to be sick and have to go to Heaven?”
Everyone is now staring at my son. The man has gone red and is looking around.
Manager: “Sir, I believe you’ve just been outwitted by a child. You should leave now and keep your disgusting views to yourself and out of my shop.”
Maybe there’s hope for future generations after all.