Here’s to Kindness! and some Pink Shirt Shout-outs

Shout out to Ruth Dick, Cameron Adams, Ben Hansler, the Pemberton Firefighters, and Jay DeMerit (who MacGyvered up a pink shirt with fancy disco lights, not having one in his wardrobe) for their pinkshirtday steeze yesterday.

Who else was rocking a pink shirt to stand up to bullying, and retaliate with full-frontal kindness?

Amam’ints is Ucwamicts for “be kind to me.”

A mom took to the Squamish Moms facebook page on Monday to share her hurt at being scowled at, not supported, by another mama in the playground. Here’s an extract of it. The short version is: Kindness is a better fallback position than any other. You never know what someone else is going through. Brene Brown wrote about it in her new book, Rising Strong, because she had a social work professor who used to ask, “what’s the kindness hypothesis here?” as in: what can we assume, that will help us assume the best about this person, instead of the worst. For the record, Brene hated the question. Cos’ assuming the worst is quicker, easier and makes us feel a lot more righteous.

So here’s to you pink shirt wearers for taking a stand for kindness. We need more of that.

Dear mom at the park yesterday, I apologize for my son’s behaviour but, Please don’t judge us! Being a mom is hard enough. Your constant staring  took my heart down a few levels yesterday.
You see this week has been like no other for me and my son. Going to do a simple fun activity like the playing at the park, reading a book together or just sitting still was not something we were able to do until last week. We struggle every day to do the simple things in life together. So when we went out yesterday it was a HUGE achievement. Trust me I know he can be hard to handle and I know he will just push his way around but I also know (especially from the past week) that he can be gentle and caring and  just like any other boy so I gave him the chance. I am sorry he tried to push his way through the little ones playing in the middle of the structure, but I was actually so amazed he used his manners and tried to do it nicely I cried.
Maybe you could see through his meds to the child that lies beneath. Perhaps we have run into each other prior? Maybe you were one of the many shoppers who has been locked in a store while we tried to catch my boy. But still your condescending looks took what was a monumental achievement and squished me like a bug. So I beg each and every one of you to please don’t judge other parents. They, like us, might be fighting a battle you don’t understand!  Let’s teach our children understanding and compassion, that not everybody is wired the same but that doesn’t make them any less of a person!

 

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