Another thing I’ll throw in is that teaching total blind obedience isn’t always a good thing either. I was very compliant as a child, afraid of punishment (I remember being smacked for calling an adult “silly”), and indeed afraid of confrontation and standing my ground, because an adult could instantly end an argument by shouting at me or smacking me. I didn’t like being teased, and couldn’t possibly tease anybody else, and I simply didn’t understand why other children did it. To me, good-natured teasing was bullying. My brother was less inhibited than me, he pushed boundaries more, and in my childlike view, got away with murder, but I know as an adult he was treated the same as I was. My point is that children should (within reason) be allowed to act up a bit, find out where boundaries are, without necessarily being punished the first time; where possible, it should be explained to them why certain rules exist. I had much more respect for rules explained in this way. With rules and punishments which I saw as pointless, such as the whole school being made to practise lining up instead of having playtime, I obeyed them, but I seethed with anger. On one such occasion, aged 9, I lost my temper in spectacular fashion, in front of most of the school, and a teacher had to take me aside to calm me down. I loathed school in general for months after that: I saw it as a place where I was punished for what others did wrong.
As a teenager, my main failing was fear of criticism, especially about school work, and I got into spirals of lying about it, because I feared my parents’ reaction to bad marks, so I often didn’t do homework, and got into worse trouble. My mum was a teacher and was always “interfering”, and I told her as little about school as I could; this meant that I didn’t ask for help when I really needed it, and she could have provided it. I also couldn’t think outside the box, and I lacked creativity, which paradoxically meant I did badly in school subjects such as English; my only concern was giving the “right” answer. I feared criticism. I think my mum realised that I was over-compliant in just about everything apart from school work, and even she tried to encourage me to be a bit more “rebellious”, which I found absolutely baffling. She once said, and I quote: “My friend’s daughter often says ‘I hate you, mum’: I think it might do you good to say it occasionally”. I was fourteen at the time, and I think I stared open-mouthed on hearing this. When I was eighteen and able to do things myself, I felt I had to have my ideas “validated” by an adult; even ordinary things like going to the cinema.
As a young adult, I was extremely compliant, followed every rule in every book, got annoyed when other adults didn’t (eg. crossing the road at the red man), and I think this seriously held me back, and I didn’t have many friends. I thought about changing university course in my first year, but I stayed where I was, because didn’t want to “cause trouble”. The thing that finally snapped me out of blind compliance was 2020, when so many utterly mad roolz were imposed on us (most of which with no explanation or justification) and I became much more selective in my respect for “authority”, which was liberating, and I became much less of a people-pleaser.