As I walked into casa 1969 last night, I noticed that my oldest Tali was missing. Turns out he had an incident at his after-school program and had been sent to his room.

There was a young lady playing with a basketball and Tali asked her if he could play with it about five times. When she wouldn’t give it to him, he took a football and threw it at her. She wasn’t hurt but he was spotted doing it and needless to say, was reprimanded by his favorite teacher. When Mr. 1969 picked him up, he was already crying because he was upset that Ms. B was “mad at him”.

He cried all the way to pick up his brother and all the way home. It was my turn to tackle this one (yes, we take turns dealing with parental issues…LOL, shut up!). I walked upstairs to his room and sat on his bed. He looked sad and pitiful.

We had a talk about “gentlemen” and “ladies”. We talked about rules for gentlemanly behavior. The main rule being that a gentleman never hits a lady. I basically told him that even if a girl is rude, hits him first, calls him names or throws something at him…..it’s never okay to hit her back. He needs to learn to walk away. PERIOD. Also, when you are angry…..it’s okay to have those fellings but you can’t turn around and want to hurt someone because of it.

As I left the room, so many thoughts ran through my mind. As a woman, I hate to send the message that girls are the “weaker” gender so you can’t hit one because you could hurt her.  I want to teach him to respect girls as equals. I wasn’t sure how to say “don’t hit girls” without making girls seem frail and weak.

Secondly, I realized that this is where we start to lay the ground rules for future years. How many young men get in trouble or have other “accusations” because they weren’t able to walk away from a woman? How many young Black men get caught up with anger issues?

Later on in the evening, we had another talk about being brave and being a coward. I told him that a brave person is able to make choices and do things when everyone else around them is afraid. I also explained that a coward is someone that takes the easy way out when dealing with a problem instead of doing the right thing.

I asked him what was the right thing to do if he wanted the ball but she didn’t want to give it to him.

“Play with something else.”

Did you do that?

“No. I got angry and hit her.”

I explained that because he did that, he was a coward and only cowards would hit girls or someone unable to defend themselves. He didn’t like being called a coward.

Child raring is interesting. It forces you to examine your beliefs and yourself on a daily basis.  Waking up yesterday morning, I had no idea that I would be required to teach my son a lesson later that day that he may need to draw on for the rest of his life.

I don’t know why God chose to bless me with these two sons…..but I have to believe it’s because he knew I would not hesitate to teach them lessons that will help them aspire to greatness. I just wonder if the thoughts in my head are enough to get them to that goal.

There is no manual for being a parent.