It seems we do a poor job, as parents, as an American society, as humans, preparing our kids to deal with adversity, to help them quickly (and without drama) get back up after life delivers a knock-down. It’s so natural to want to shield and insulate and protect. So as a collective, for entire generations, we’ve sheltered our children. Maybe that’s wrong. By trying to remove all risk, all hardship, maybe we have blunted important traits and skills needed for happiness, achievement, survival. I wonder.
Maybe More Dangerous Playgrounds Would Help?
