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when I took Psychology 101, a much-discussed topic was the nature vs. nurture
debate. Theorists argued the extent to
which development was influenced by genetic and biological factors (nature)
versus the extent to which development was influenced by experience and
education (nurture). Having watched my children grow, I am struck by the degree
to which they are who they are by nature, less modified by nurture than I
would have supposed.
From
day one, my children came into the world different from one another. Though offspring of the same parents, they
had totally different temperaments and personalities. One was by nature mellow, the other
intense. One wanted company, the other
autonomy. They slept differently. On child you could kiss, hug or shake without
disturbing sleep. Touch the other child
when sleeping, you’d get a swinging elbow and an accompanying groan of
displeasure.
Emotionally,
they were by nature different. One was
quick to show tears. The other, unable
to tolerate feeling sad, would instead get mad.
The discipline that worked for one was ineffective with the other. Scold one and there were tears of
remorse. Scold the other and it was back-at-you.
Happily,
both were funny and bright, but their styles of learning differed
dramatically. One was a sponge, eyes and
ears open, information absorbed. The
other learned through active manipulation and mastery. One child avoided any task that felt too
hard, until age and development assured success, and then the task was quickly
learned. The other turned obstacles into
challenges. No problem was put aside
until it was mastered.
It’s hard to nurture when natures clash. Parents experience futility and disappointment when trying to make their child be who they are not. There should be a parental version of the Hippocratic oath, “Above all else, do no harm.” I would add to the oath a “lighten up” clause, a promise to maintain a sense of humor.
Through the years, my wife and I nurtured our children by providing a moral compass, discipline, and a safe environment in which to grow. We have learned that by their nature, they are who they are.
I remember many years ago, when they were young. One of my children, independent and creative, would not accept anything conventionally. I tried to teach the rules for Go Fish. Instead, my child insisted on inventing two alternative games, “Don’t Go Fish” and “Go Flush.”
My other child, social and good natured, came to me when learning the alphabet. I was asked, “Daddy, what’s your favorite ‘F’ word?” Unflappable psychiatrist that I was, I turned question into question. “What’s your favorite ‘F’ word?” “That’s easy . . . Friend.”
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