Because I was only recently the subject feminism, I noticed, how far we are partially removed as a parent thereof. I've always said my two children, that they both may be the same and a lot of good can, if you want to. That it does not matter, whether they have a penis, no penis, have long or short hair, rosa, blue or glittering love. And yet I keep coming back to the distress drawers to open. Be there to explain to my dear daughter, that they should not let unterbuttern, that they can, for example, also play football and to. It was not even the case, have that on hard court at school the boys of the other classes they expelled or excluded. Even at the summer festival on a motivated father the girl (with my girl) put off, yes because it now comes to a game. Since I neither in this round then a future Ronaldo, Messi or even pad saw, not opened up it me quite, why this game was so much more important, as the common fun at a summer festival. But since my parents have taught me good manners, I have refrained from further discussion. Except for a few comments, Comments and subtle nuances I was very grown up.
Even my son, I declare always, that girls of all might as well, wie er. In kindergarten, there was namely a girl band and boy band and a, the boys have caught the girl and then clung to fantasy prisons. At the beginning it was only in the boys band, because girls are more stupid. My permanent defenses, that girls and super strong, great and ever and are more likely to be the fact, that Emily is a sturdy pretty girl had his attention, led him to change later in the girl band, to protect them. Where do these stereotypes come? Emily had certainly not be protected and would not probably even.

My son makes, if he does not like someone, no difference in his demeanor of the person against. The or which can then be treated ever gross, but it's still a problem. Because boys are allowed to knock each other, but girls and boys, since it is more difficult. And of course explains to his children, that one should hurt anyone in general, is or whatever. Even if the other has begun. 6year are as yet somewhat resistant to such objections. And my 12 year old does not manage to turn around and go, but then scandalizes, halt verbal, but that is better? Not even I – see above – can always be on top of things. This requires common sense and a distance. Therefore, it is also important to me, that understand my children, that there are differences between the sexes, as there are differences between us humans are, and to which we must take into consideration.

If my son has a fit of anger and want to shout out his anger, then it sounds like a Nazgul, a Ringwraith, from Lord of the Rings. A cry, the one going to the marrow and me always to bring in the whole house look up, whether all windows are properly closed.

Another comparison would be the slaughter of a pig and who now asks, How do I know, can be easily cleared up. Because my grandmother had a farm with all kinds of animals mother, I have slaughtering of pigs certainly witnessed, as well as her bleeding and grilling over an open fire (hours). Incidentally, in the book “100 Points in a day”, where we are told, how we can make the world a little better every day and how we can live more sustainably, I found a whole chapter to the content, that everyone should have once slaughtered a chicken. Where a chicken does not scream and generally it is quite unspectacular (I've already done a lot of points here), but I admit right, it changes the perspective on one's own food. And I'm not a vegetarian.

But coming back to scream! It's awful. And what does that have to be only for a pressure in it, that makes it the same again terrible, for me too.

Today, my daughter has reported, that it is quite clear anyway, that the grandpa is Vienna, because he is so spirited. I had to think about it longer, as the Vienna – especially my dad – can be regarded as spirited, grantig, soft, nihilistic, sarcastic, ironically, surly would be at least a few suitable adjectives, which would occur to me, but spirited?

But my princess would not be my princess, if she would not tell me. Grandpa can get upset mad and then he talks himself into a “Strudel” (aufpudeln could also be said to), is also quite loud. Has for counterarguments neither ear nor understanding. So it is not entirely wrong, you have to define the word temperament just different.
Und schlussendlich liebe ich meinen Papa, der durch seine “ich-finde-für-alles-Gegenargumente” and “ich-rede-dir-den-Sommer-schlecht” Art mich immer wieder herausgefordert hat. Es blieb mir einfach nichts anderes über, als ständig dagegen zu reden. Und somit mich zum Denken animiert hat, nichts so einfach hinzunehmen, wie es vielleicht erscheint.

Mein Papa ist wie er ist und ganz gleich, wie er von anderen betrachtet wird, ob temperamentvoll, mürrisch oder mit einem Hang zum Nihilismus. Qualtinger hat es mit dem Nihilismus schon richtig ausgedrückt: “Although I have no idea where I was going, dafür bin ich schneller dort.”