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ADSactly Family: The Innocence Of Children


6 months ago6 min read


The Innocence of Children

Hello, friends of @adsactly

If there's one thing I've shared with you, it's my childhood stories. The unique and unforgettable experiences we had in childhood are memories that we cherish with affection and nostalgia. Around here, I have spoken to you many times about the experiences with literature, but also with the stories of terror and mystery of the grandmother. I have confessed to them my fears of seeing under the bed, of going to the dark rooms, of walking alone through the streets of some villages, and even the fear of seeing or hearing some birds.

When we are children, we are easily impressionable. It is part of childlike nature to believe everything! This ability to distinguish and question some facts can be far from our essence. So just as we believe in ghosts and monsters, we also believe in angels, heroes and princesses. It has been said in several studies that believing is an advantage for the child and has helped him to survive and evolve. All this because according to those same studies, a child who is capable of questioning the recommendations of parents, can get to do dangerous things that put his life at risk.


When we are children, any story can become a memory that will mark us and that at the end of our existence, can be there as if it were a tattoo. Hence the importance of the information we receive in that first stage of our lives. If we notice that one of the ways children learn new things is by hearing about them, then we will realize the importance of the stories we tell the children and the way we transmit them. Likewise, even though children are gullible, there are people they believe more: for example, they can believe what their parents say and not what a neighbor says, or believe what the Internet says, rather than what a friend says.


One of the stories that children believe is the existence of Santa Claus and the Child Jesus. In Venezuela, adults tell that Santa Claus is a man who lives in the North Pole, who knows all the toys the children want and who brings them on Christmas Eve only if the children behave well. Something similar happens with the Child Jesus, who is a newborn child who gives toys to children who have behaved well throughout the year. To these two Christmas characters, a letter must be made where it is clear which toys are desired, along with the promise to behave well. I remember that when I was a girl , I used to write my letter religiously and try to behave myself, but they always brought me gifts that I didn't want and my parents reminded me of some minimal mischief that supposedly stained my good girl record. Sad :(


Another of the best-known beliefs was that of the Tooth Fairy. Mouse Perez is the king of teeth. When Venezuelan children lost a tooth, the ideal was to take the tooth and throw it on the roof of the house or put it under the pillow, and say: "Little Mouse Perez, bring me a nicer one". At night, while we slept, the Tooth Fairy took our tooth and left us money. I'll never forget the time I accidentally swallowed one of my fangs and started crying because Mouse Perez wouldn't bring me a new tooth or coins. My surprise was even greater when the next day I found coins in my pillow because supposedly Mouse Perez had entered my stomach and pulled out the tooth. No one, until then, had told me that Mouse Perez was also a doctor. Incredible! ;)


Another of the stories that my mother used and I remembered these days, about a comment made by my friend and colleague @hlezama in an @adsactly post, has to do with food and strength. Cartoons are an immediate reference for any child. Not only television, the media, but also parents and society in general reinforce the belief in the veracity of the existence of cartoons. From what I always remember, when I was scared, I would join my hands and ask my favorite hero for help: "Help me, Phantasmagoric", just as it appeared on TV. Or my mother would invite me (to be honest) to eat spinach and all kinds of vegetables because that way I would be as strong as Popeye, a skinny, bald sailor. In the end, Fantasmagorico never came to save me and although I ate all the vegetables in the world, I couldn't carry a simple rock.


Surely, if we look at our childhood, there are many myths and legends that parents tell their children. In my case, to add other examples to those I've told you here, my mother told me that I couldn't watch the television up close because I was going to be blind; I couldn't get under the table because I was going to be dwarf; also if I told a lie, my nose would grow like Pinocchio or one of the most unusual: if you swallow a seed, a bush would be born in your stomach. Oh, how I remember spending hours awake thinking that leaves and roots were growing inside me.

Surely many of those things that parents said, were to educate, to control and even to frighten their children. Even though I don't have children, I want to think that those stories had a reason for being. In the distance, I remember these myths and smile at the creativity of parents and the ingenuity of some children. I imagine that the children's credulity made them obey; also a certain magic that they had. Because they were magical, like little goblins; unlike today's children, who are so real and dissatisfied.

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