Ideally, all able children should be capable of
reaching their potential, whatever that might be and in whatever direction the
pursuit of that achievement takes them and this should be particularly so for the highly intelligent. School should work for them all and an
ideal school situation should provide them with all the academic stimulation
necessary to point them on their way to career success. A perfect, model home environment should
offer them all they need to ensure emotional and intellectual health for the
rest of their lives. It does not always
work that way of course I told the worried parent with whom I had an elongated early morning conversation.
When reading of the upbringing and childhood
experiences of many of those who grew up to be outstanding men and women an
extraordinary and fascinating body of information can be uncovered. If
only the Edisons and Tolstoys were still here to regale us with the problems
they encountered and give us the benefit of their experience.
For many a long year we have been told that everything
of consequence begins in the home and the way you shape your child’s life will
ultimately define what kind of adult he or she becomes. If your child doesn’t
shape up then you know that somewhere along the line you went wrong. But it isn’t always quite that easy as we
are all aware. Parenting, by its very
nature, demands an impossible amount of time and tolerance and often the
outcome is not quite as rewarding as one might have hoped. You produce a
fearful, insecure son with all the resulting raft of behaviour problems and from
all you are told, believe all too easily that his insecurity stems from
deprivation – you did not distribute enough of your love, you were not always
kind, you were quick to criticise, were sarcastic occasionally and in any case
you’ve always preferred his well behaved sister! You can’t win.
We worry about whether the home we are providing is a
happy enough one. Is our child being
held back by a gloomy atmosphere when she comes home from school?
Well…..possibly, but on the other hand the brutality
and lack of care documented below would suggest that despite all this, most
able children can still rise to dizzy heights of prominence and celebrity. So possibly my telephone enquirer should try not to worry quite so much. She hadn't heard of John Ruskin but then to be perfectly frank I hadn't heard of him myself until I began to delve into the childhoods of the later-to-be-illustrious.
John
Ruskin’s mother, I told her, was a strict evangelical puritan and did not
allow little John many toys and even refused to let him play with a puppet
theatre a kind aunt bought for him. No books except the Bible were allowed on
Sundays. His mother was overprotective and when he went to Oxford she went with him, taking rooms
nearby. Now you could say she was just a concerned, loving parent, but
according to her son she was the trigger for all that later went wrong in his
life.
General
Gordon (she did know of him) claimed in adult life that he could never get over
the fact that as a child he was urged to believe that every word of the Bible
was literally true and for that reason he totally rejected all forms of faith. He
was clearly a very tough critic. Even worse was the plight of poet Edmund Gosse who came from an Exclusive
Brethren family and never ate a meal away from home or received visitors. His parents liked to discuss Theology after
tea and did not allow Edmund story books – even fairy tales were denied
him. He, too, did not forgive them
easily although as a clearly able boy he could have learned much from all those
after tea discussions.
You might imagine that completely chaotic homes would
be somewhat happier. Not so! Sir Patrick Hastings` father was
frequently on the verge of bankruptcy, drunk most of the time, and regularly
disappeared for months at a time leaving
his family without any means of support. His mother was an artist, totally absorbed in her
work and a hopeless parent although she seemed to have an abiding love for her
children. Young Patrick felt he had a
miserable childhood. The home of George Bernard Shaw was similar and he claimed that most of the time his
parents abandoned their children to care for themselves under the occasional supervision
of the servants. He felt that he would have had a better deal had the family
been too poor to afford servants and later described his childhood as `eccentric
to the point of anarchy’. He strongly believed that his mother in particular
should have taken greater care of his diet for example, rather than leaving him
to eat and drink whatever he pleased.
There are children out there in today’s world who would envy him!
Lord
Clive, later of India, also suffered from lack of guidelines.
As a toddler he was sent to relatives in Manchester
to be out of the way of his arthritic father who was prone to violent rages. The
couple who became his caregivers loved him dearly and could deny him nothing. Young
Clive became rude, arrogant, impetuous and dominating. He was expelled from one
school after another as posses of parents descended upon Headmaster’s offices
to demand his removal within a very short space of time after each enrollment. He
apparently led bands of young hooligans through the environs of greater Manchester, breaking into
toy shops, stealing from market stalls, and generally terrorising the locals. As
an adult he blamed this delinquency on his family.
Dramatist and writer Anton Chekhov, was a victim of a despotic parent. His father was badly educated and
irrational; he is said to have had a woeful ignorance of how to bring up his
children and was brutal in the extreme. The adult Chekhov frequently referred
to his father as a vicious despot who
beat him regularly for minor misdemeanours such as not attending properly in church,
playing instead of doing his lessons, and taking too long to carry out errands.
In later life he claimed that this early lack of love made it impossible for
him to love others. He would have enjoyed being kind to others, he maintained,
but found it impossible to do so.
Frederick
Delius was one of twelve children. He was another deeply unhappy boy whose
parents were tyrannical. When Frederick
achieved fame they showed little or no interest and never went to a single one
of his performances.
Rudyard
Kipling never got over his parents taking him to England from India when he was five or six and
leaving him there without any warning. His guardians were not ideal and he got
frequent beatings. They took away his books when they found he was reading for
pleasure and made him learn long passages of the Bible by heart. As a result of this his eyesight deteriorated
and he began to do badly at school. So
badly in fact that he systematically destroyed his school reports instead of handing them
over. His mother returned to rescue him
some years later but he was never able to come to terms with the unhappiness of
those years or forgive her for them. Though
to be fair, in spite of his bad eyesight didn’t he do well?
Some who were later to achieve greatness grew up with
a different kind of insecurity and deprivation. Leonardo da Vinci was illegitimate, taken from his mother and
raised by a foster mother. He was not treated badly but he felt that his whole
development was damaged by this separation from his birth mother. Lawrence
of Arabia was also illegitimate His
father was a baronet married to an unpleasant woman known as the Vinegar Queen
with whom he had five daughters. He had
a long affair with his children’s nurse and eloped with her. The outcome of the
union was five sons, one of whom, Lawrence, was severely emotionally affected
by the family situation. Jonathan
Swift’s father died shortly before his birth and his distraught young
mother handed him over to foster care when he was a few days old. He did not see her again for three or four
years. He always felt that his life had been `poisoned from the start’ and he never
emotionally recovered. Samuel Johnson
grew up in a home where conflict was ever present between his parents which
caused him great distress. Froebel’s
mother died when he was a few months old and he was left largely in the care of
neglectful servants. He never came to terms with the fact that his father
remarried a few years later and apart from teaching him to read, took little
interest in him. Rousseau was also a
motherless infant. When his mother died
after his birth, his father immediately left for several years and went to Constantinople. His older brother, a boy of twelve or
thirteen, disappeared at about the same time and Jean was handed into the care
of an aunt and uncle who were dutiful but failed to love him as he felt he deserved.
Toulouse Lautrec grew up in a house
that resounded with hatred. His parents
held no love or regard for each other at all and tried to exist as strangers.
Nevertheless Toulouse
was spoiled by his mother who lavished all her attention on him..........all very fascinating, and more later!
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