Parenting 101 – Is Your Child Being Bullied?

Show me the Bullies!Another horrible school shooting in Ohio reminds us that the subject of “bullying” refuses to go away.  A young man, described as a loner and a boy who some suspect had been bullied, went on a shooting spree at his school and gunned down several students in the cafeteria.  It’s a tragedy that in my opinion could have been prevented.  The young man voiced his frustrations and his anger on his Facebook page and even said that he hoped his classmates would “die”.  Why did no one listen to him?  We pray for the families who have suffered such loss this week.

I have three very unique, very different children.  I am constantly amazed by them!  Certainly there have been times  that I (and they) have questioned my sanity…or lack thereof…in trying to parent these children but for the most part I wouldn’t trade a minute of it!

My daughter Laurelle is now a grown, married woman, a wonderful mother to my grandson, Jaxon.  She is a phenomenal young woman with a passion for teaching.  I had no idea when we signed her up in kindergarten french immersion way back when, that one day she would be teaching french immersion kindergarten!  How did that happen?  God had a plan and a purpose for her for today but the journey started the day she was born.  Who knew?  God did.

I remember that little girl learning to ride a bike.  She fell off that thing more than she stayed on.  At one point, after crashing once again to the pavement, she picked herself up and in tears kicked the seat with all her might announcing to her father that she would never learn to ride a bike!  It’s hard for a parent to watch their children struggle, but it’s also a time to instill a value, “Don’t give up!  Don’t quit!”  her Dad said, and taking her by the hand, straightened her helmet, and plunked her back on the bike.  “You can do it!”  he said and with a push, he sent her on her way again.  Yes, she wobbled and yes she even fell off a few more times but eventually her perseverance paid off and she mastered bike riding.  It was hard but she didn’t quit.

In grade seven, Laurelle became the victim of bullying.  It was the worst time of our lives.  She had become the primary target of some malicious girls at her school who took great pleasure in undermining everything about her.  They called her degrading names; called her stupid, and maligned her every chance they could.  They tripped her, pushed her into her locker and laughed at her.  Her marks plummeted, she started to look sickly and pale.  She started to dress in sombre colours and she rarely smiled.  She had few friends and at one point she wanted to die.  Her father and I tried to question her about school but she was tight-lipped and was a good enough actress at home to make us believe that everything was okay.  We had no idea how serious the bullying situation had become until her piano teacher, who was also a close personal friend, called me and said that Laurelle had confided to her in the middle of her piano lesson that she was thinking thoughts of suicide.  In horror and in panic, I ransacked her room looking for anything that she might use to hurt herself, instead I found her diary.

As a parent, you make split second decisions some times.  In this case to save her life was much more important than respecting her privacy.  I didn’t hesitate.  Page after page of heart wrenching pain was written in her handwriting.  I wept with grief over what my child was going through at school, things she had never shared with us.  When I confronted her later about it, she was horrified I had read her most private thoughts.  I had betrayed her trust.  I didn’t apologize for that.  I wished I had done it sooner.

For a day or two, Laurelle was more angry with me than she was at the bullies at school.  I was okay with that.  Now that I knew what was really going on in her life I could come alongside her and help, even though she rejected that at first.  We immediately contacted the school, set up meetings with the school counsellor, her teachers, and the principal and we elicited prayer support from our church family.  Over the next several weeks, everywhere Laurelle turned she heard, “Don’t give up!  Don’t quit!”    God placed people in her life that supported her, encouraged her, and loved her.  Bullying had caused her to lose hope.  She felt alone and afraid.  Now she was surrounded by people who wanted to help her.  She wasn’t alone and it gave her hope.

Laurelle’s school counsellor, a precious young woman, told Laurelle to journal her thoughts and her pain to God and to trust Him to help her.  Although I had said much the same thing previously to her, she wasn’t ready to listen to me yet because she was still mad I had invaded her privacy, so I praised God when He used another person to speak to her.  It was truly a “God thing” because in this particular public school, teachers and counsellors did not give spiritual advice to their students, they were discouraged from doing so in fact, but I believe God gave this woman boldness to speak to Laurelle about embracing her faith in God and it impacted Laurelle at a critical time in her life.  She also gave Laurelle some very practical ways to “stand up” to the bullies at school.

  • Hold your head up.  Act confident.  Do not retaliate or get angry.  (Bullies are intimidated by those who do not fear them.)
  • Respond evenly and firmly to them or say nothing and walk away.
  • Develop other friendships and stick up for each other.
  • If bullying continues, tell someone, preferably a trusted adult.  Tell your parents, a trusted teacher, counsellor, or principal.

Within several weeks, after rededicating her life back to God and then utilizing the strategies her counsellor had given her to combat the bullies, Laurelle’s confidence came back.  She developed new friendships and her once tiny circle of friends grew.  Eventually her group of friends was much larger than the “bully group” and as such the “safety in numbers” factor cut in.  The bullies lost interest in tormenting her, and on occasion if they tried to intimidate her, she was no longer afraid of telling on them.  She got her “no quit” attitude back and it propelled her through the rest of the year and has remained with her ever since.

A while back I was on Facebook and noticed that one of Laurelle’s Facebook “friends” was one of the girls who had bullied her that fateful year in middle school.  I must admit I was quite surprised to see that Laurelle was actually corresponding back and forth with her quite regularly.  I marveled how God had helped her come to a place in her life where she could forgive and forget so completely.  When I commented about it to her, she just smiled.

Laurelle has had opportunity through the years to share her testimony regarding that bullying experience.  God has given her great sensitivity and compassion towards those young people who are victims of bullying.  She shares how angry she was at me for reading in her diary, but how glad she is that I did.  She shares how God brought people in to her life to help her, to encourage her and to love her at a time when she thought she was all alone.  And lastly she tells them’ “Don’t give up!  Don’t quit!”

It’s the responsibility of every parent, teacher, grandparent, youth leader and Pastor to learn the tell-tale signs of bullying.  If you see the warning signs it is time to act immediately.  Perhaps this tragedy in Ohio would never have happened if someone had just taken seriously the threats posted on a Facebook wall.  Kids are being bullied to death…they either take their own lives or they take the lives of others.  It’s an epidemic that must stop.

For more information about bullying and ways to stand up to bullying, please go to www.bullying.org  My books are resources on the website.

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What Do I Do While I Wait?

(FaithWriters recently published one of my articles on their weblog.  Thought my readers here on Journey Thoughts would also like to read it.)

What Do I Do While I Wait by Lynn Dove

For several weeks now, many of my friends and my “fans” on Facebook have asked me the same question over and over again, “When is the book coming out?….and what are you doing while you’re waiting?”

I think the hardest thing for me to do…EVER…is wait. I am not the “waiting” kind! I want things to happen yesterday, meaning I don’t have much patience or stamina to wait for anything, ever!

I learned I had this problem with waiting, especially around Christmas time and birthdays. I could not wait for Christmas or my birthday to arrive. It was my thinking and anticipating about all the great presents I would get that probably threw me over the edge. I just couldn’t wait to open all those gifts and start playing with all my new stuff.

One year, I must have been six or seven years old, curiosity finally got the better of me. My parents had put me to bed and then went downstairs into the basement to wrap my presents for Christmas. They did not know it, but a few months previously, my parents had inadvertently allowed me to discover a hidden secret in my room when they had moved my dresser to make room for a new bed. The heat register, that had once been hidden under my dresser, was now visible if I crawled under my new bed. The ‘secret’ was that it wasn’t really a heat register, it was just a hole that looked straight down from my room into the basement below. Crawling under my bed I had a clear view of our ping pong table that was being used as my parent’s wrapping paper production line. While they talked and wrapped up all the toys for my brother and me, they had no idea that I was peering down through that little hole in the floor and watching every move they made.

I was as excited as I could be knowing the great gifts I would get at Christmas, and it took everything in me to not blurt out that I knew what I was getting for Christmas. However as the weeks dragged on until the big day, I discovered something else. I was not as excited about Christmas as I had been before I knew what I was getting. There was something about the anticipation of waiting that I had not counted on. I knew exactly what I would get at Christmas and I didn’t look forward to the day with the excitement I had in previous years. There was no surprise element! In fact, the more I knew what I was getting, the more disappointed I was. It wasn’t that I didn’t like the toys, I did…my parents had got me almost all the things on my ‘wish list’, but I was still disappointed. The whole fun of the day I had ruined for myself by not waiting.

I have often thought about how often God has asked me to wait, to be patient, to not run ahead of Him so I might miss out on what He wants to do in my life. The fun is anticipatingly waiting on Him! I’m a break neck speed type of a gal. I like the fact I can cook supper in five minutes in my microwave, or I can message a friend around the world using my cell phone or Facebook. I don’t like to wait but lately God is challenging me to slow down, be patient and enjoy my time in…waiting.

So what am I doing while I’m waiting? Well, sometimes I don’t ‘DO’ anything. There is a time to be busy but there are also times to be still. I have enjoyed having some time to appreciate stillness! I have also enjoyed this time anticipating what it will be like to be a published author…again! Some days I am absolutely terrified, and other times I am so excited I can hardly breathe! As I wait, I also write! I blog, I continue working on other novel projects including a more autobiographical book about my journey with breast cancer. With that particular project I have spent some time processing some of the things about my childhood that formed my character initially before Christ came into my life. I know as I write about my cancer journey, I will have to process some more things and I know that sometimes I may have to spend a few days prayerfully meditating on some aspects of that before I commit the memory to paper. I have waited years to write that book, and I realize now that God doesn’t want me to rush the process…He wants me to wait until He can teach me some more very valuable lessons that will take time to process so I may fully understand.

I am learning the value of waiting.

Lynn is a Christ-follower, a wife, a mom, a grandmother, a teacher and an author. Her blog, “Journey Thoughts” was the 2011 Winner of a Canadian Christian Writing Award… lynndove.com
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Love the Wounded

I suppose it was only fitting that I wrote the last chapter of my book, “Love the Wounded” on Valentine’s Day.  I suppose that has to be a “God thing”.  It is the last book in the “Wounded Trilogy“, a wrap-up if you will of the adventures of Jake, Leigh, Mike and Dylan and all the other good folks in the fictional Albertan town of Maplewood.

As I punched out the last few lines and pressed the “saved” button, I just slumped in my chair and whispered “Done!”  My husband and kids were long since in bed, but I was on a roll and just couldn’t stop the flow of words.  I was so close to finishing, so I plugged on and that’s why at just before midnight I celebrated quietly alone in the dark by my keyboard after I had typed the last word of my story.

I guess after such a long labour, pouring my heart into a project that started with my first book in the “Wounded” series nearly four years ago, to the completion of the manuscript for the final book yesterday, I couldn’t help feeling a bit contemplative about it all.  God led me on this writing journey and to tell the honest truth I had no idea then how many curves in the road  there would be and what varied adventures waited for me around every corner.

My writer’s life has been for the most part a solitary one.  It’s basically me parked in front of a computer screen, tapping out a plotline that is only imagined in my mind and then brought to “life” on paper.  It’s a weird process really.  It’s even more weird when I consider all the other bizarre imagery and thoughts also rattling around in my head at the same time that I could have just as easily regurgitated to life and then instantly regretted.  Silly, stupid, and basically messed up things that really should NEVER be put to paper.  Fire yes,…paper…no!

James 3:1 says that “not many of you should presume to be teachers, my brothers, because you know that we who teach will be judged more strictly.”  I dare say that a writer in many ways is a teacher, especially those of us who are called by God to write.  Our words may teach, empower, embolden, condemn, accuse, uplift, benefit and reprimand.  Look at history.  Mein Kampf caused an entire nation to embrace the ideology of a madman.  The book, 1984 by George Orwell coined the phrase “Big Brother is watching you.” – a phrase that takes on new meaning today in this world of interconnectedness on the internet.  The word “Twilight” will no longer be just a time in the day to sit and watch the sun go down, but now will be forever associated with vampires and werewolves.  Even a simple journal, found after a young girl’s death, has become a symbol of racial persecution, something the young Anne Frank likely never would have imagined as she wrote her private thoughts into her diary.

Books have the ability to change lives, change history, change the world.  It is no wonder that when we writers put pen to paper, or in this day and age, PDF’s to Kindle, we must be constantly aware that we will be held accountable one day for what we write.

Now I would be incredibly egotistical to think that my little books will someday “change the world”…Whoa!  Still, whenever one person picks up and reads one of my books, whatever I have written will likely elicit a response…good, bad or indifferent in that person.  No doubt when I look at my reviews later I will be able to determine what the ultimate response has been…heeheehee 🙂

So as I “birth” another book I hope you will allow me the artistic license this one time to change the wording in James slightly to keep me ever mindful as a writer Whose I am:

“Not many of you should presume to be (writers),…because you know that we who (write) will be judged more strictly.”

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