@TheCountessofFitzdotterel
Thank you for recognising the difficulties of including outside children into the household when they have been raised with different expectations.
It’s something I’ve thought about a lot and a lot because of what has landed on my plate.
Luckily for everyone involved I have a small bag of tricks when it comes to handling children’s tricky behaviour. Plus I am well supported emotionally. I say ‘luckily’ because without those things we could easily have ended up as one of the many, many hosting arrangements involving children which have broken down for similar reasons.
Now - let’s imagine a world in which childcare is abundant. So abundant it’s almost always completely free. In fact childcare isn’t fully acknowledged as any kind of work because it’s just always there.
Which means that parents can go off to work, or out for coffee, or catch up with friends or with social media – without ever having to plan for how their children will be cared for.
Everyone can just get on with their own lives.
Grandad is always around because it’s a multi-generational household. Or the neighbours are about and the child knows them well too. In fact everyone in the block knows everyone else’s children at least by sight.
Plus there’s generally a gang of kids – older ones too – kicking around somewhere about and so there’s a sort of hierarchy of older ones learning to be in charge and they step in if someone gets seriously hurt.
Any family will take a child into their kitchen and patch them up and give them a biscuit. And if the kids get too crazy and dangerous they’ll be yelled at by the two old nonnas chatting out on their balcony.
There’s limitless care available and children are everyone’s concern.
In those circumstances does it make sense for children to wait nicely for their turn? Or not to push past if they see some fun game they really want a go at?
Children can run off anywhere because everyone knows them round about.
Plus it’s all communal space not any one person’s home - so chucking things about and causing damage are less likely to get you in serious trouble.
There are fewer limits on the fun.
And with a village full of childcare it’s a lot easier for parents to get on with their own lives.
Sounds pretty cool, right?
But the constant chorus from the vast majority of; ‘Wait your turn. Share. Careful of the little ones. Stay where I can see you.’? Well that all just sounds crazy, even neurotic, in this world.
Different situations can mean different expectations for behaviour. Children in different societies are socialised differently. I didn’t say ‘badly socialised’. You did.
It all depends on one's perspective. It’s when we apply our unacknowledged assumptions to another culture that we get into difficulties.
I’ve thought a lot about what is behind the behaviour I’ve seen in our little guest. Some of it is from being scared and out of place in an unfamiliar home, culture and language. Some of it is grief from leaving home, family and friends and leaving dad in danger. Some of it could be down to things she’s seen in her family well before the war (maybe, just a hunch). Some of it is cultural – which doesn’t mean it’s the same for all Ukrainians. Maybe down to class/ income/ education/ living arrangements.
There’s not much mileage in asking mum because she spent the first three months in her bedroom on her phone. Doesn’t know how to play. And looked non-plussed when I told her to supervise her child (who at that time had a known habit of whacking mine).
In the end it doesn’t actually matter what is behind the behaviour. That’s what we have and that’s what we will deal with.
It’s made me appreciate the way in which so many British parents invest their time and energy in constantly coaching young children to queue and say sorry and step aside to let the nice lady get past. Building British culture minute by tedious minute.
The whole effort seems to me now like some quirky edifice. Like the Albert Hall or Holyrood Palace or something. Now that I've become aware of the habit and can see it clearly it looks lovely and a bit mad. And so, so touching.
Our little guest is generally polite and mostly tries to co-operate with adults.
She has spent the Summer spending 9+ hours on her phone each day. She hasn’t been out anywhere bar shopping and to her mum’s cleaning job once a week – unless we’ve taken her along with us that is.
She’s now doing Ukrainian school in the evenings after English school is finished. She cries for the whole hour and a half.
I figure if that's the best time for her to work through her uncomfortable emotions with her mum - then so be it. Kids find a way to get what they need.
But my heart breaks for her.