Being a human means getting angry, being happy and overall upset over something or other. Maybe it's your kid being lazy. Lazy? Or enabled? Not sure which. Either way, my job is to look at myself first. Yes, I'm a mess, an angry mess most of the time. Running on smoldering 24/7.
Why? Why not. I give my best presentation to those around me. When I'm finally alone I can be more vocal about my perceptions.
With my 10 year old son, Mars … well, he is instructed based on concepts, principles and team work. Sometimes, he slacks to the point I have to bring him out of his lazy zone. Or I stop enabling him. Whichever. So, I lead him to see the world thru a more precise lens where discipline is necessary. This is after he has been given opportunity to rectify his trajectory but youth comes with a price.
He's not allowed to act as a victim. He's to be proud, walk tall, even the tone of his voice must be right. If he's angry and whatever else he wants to feel but never a victim, he's an initiate, an apprentice, a recruit. So, he will correct his actions and do so as a man, that's what I train him to be. A human, a man and one day a professional.
I train men to be the best they can be, if they are to be around me. Same goes for me. I have to keep working on myself to keep up with the new generation. We all fail, many times but we get up and we keep on practicing the skills that keep teams functioning efficiently.
It doesn't mean that there's a lot of anger projected at the initiate, it's mostly direction and training on how to operate a broom, rags, vacuum, washer and dryer encompassing the operation of a team based environment along with communication. A hug or two at some point when he says, I've done it!
Other important seasoning is the sharing of concepts, the whys, the reasoning all bound together to form a session of learning.
Then, more cleaning until clean is clean. This is the way of the outfit.
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