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FAMILY MAILBOX
by Susan
Taylor Brown
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The day I knew the vet was coming to put
my old horse to sleep, I found
this note taped to the steering wheel of my Jeep:
Mom,
I
know today will be rough for you and you'll probably cry a whole bunch.
I'll try and stay out of your way. Just remember all the fun you had
with Chica and what a neat horse she was and how she liked to nibble on
your hat. But most of all, remember how much I love you.
Love
always, your only son, Ryan
P.S. I'll do the dishes tonight without
being asked.
My son, at
the age of ten, had already learned the tremendous power of the written
word. Those heartfelt words of love stayed in my mind long after I had
said goodbye to Chica and dried my tears.
Our family
mailbox began as a game to keep the kids occupied while I worked at
home. They would deliver letters to me under my office door, and
somehow, I didn't feel as interrupted as when I heard their voices. I'd
answer them and slide them back out into the hallway where they waited.
As the kids got older, the letter writing continued from child to
child. They taped envelopes on their bedroom doors for mailboxes and
checked them each day for any "messages."
But when my son left me a personal letter that showed he knew what I
was going through, I decided that "mailbox" could be more than just a
game. The constant interruptions by my children while I was working at
home always made me angry when they needed my understanding and made me
unwilling to listen when they had something important to say. The
Family Mailbox helped alleviate many of our frustrations. In
addition, it has helped teach my children the power of the written word
and improved all of our communication skills.
I put four glass canisters in the kitchen with each person's name on
them. Close by I placed paper, pens, envelopes, and even a
dictionary. I told my children there were no rules to the letter
writing except to try and make themselves understood clearly. It
was okay to be mad but they had to be able to explain why they felt
that way.
Now when we have something to say to one another, the kind of things we
find difficult to say outloud, we write a letter. Things like:
Mom,
I don't think it's fair that I have to do
more chores than Jennifer, even if she is younger. Ryan
Ryan,
I'm
sorry you think your chores are unfair, but you still have to do them.
When Jennifer gets bigger, maybe you two can turns on the hard stuff.
Mom.
Dad,
Why
did you yell at me for eating all the candy? Mom ate the last four
pieces and you can even ask her. Jennifer
Jennifer,
You
were right and I was wrong. I'm sorry. Love Dad.
Ryan,
If
you want to know what happened to your sunglasses, I ran over them with
my bike. But it was an accident. Please don't be mad at me. Sorry.
Jennifer
Jennifer,
I'm
not mad anymore. I should have put my sunglasses in my room, anyway.
Ryan.
Jennifer,
Thanks
for cleaning out the silverware drawer. It was such a nice surprise.
Love Mom
Ryan,
I
heard you got a B on your science project. Good job. I know how hard
you worked. Love, Dad
Validation, ego strokes and even gentle slaps on the hand are easier to
take or dish out via the family mailbox. Letters are a great way to
sound off about what's unfair without worry of repercussions or
compliment a sibling without an audience. Important negotiations for
chore trading and special privileges often take place via the mailbox
with the added benefit of having written proof of what was and wasn't
promised.
My children like having something tangible to hold on to as opposed to
trying to remember exactly what was said. Compliments seem to
last longer when they can pin them to their bulletin board to see
whenever they want.
So now when one of my children come running in to complain about some
injustice they feel they have suffered at the hands of the others, I
tell them to go write me a letter instead.
Best of all, my kids have learned that letter writing makes everyone
feel good.
Like this one I got just the other day.
Mom,
I'm
so glad you got your new horse, Sheikh. He's lots of fun. I love him
almost as much as I love you.
Love
always, your only daughter, Jennifer.
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Susan Taylor Brown
is the author of books for children including Can I Pray With My Eyes Open?, Oliver's
Must-Do List, and Robert
Smalls Sails to Freedom.
You can read more about her at:
http://www.susantaylorbrown.com
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A
Different Drummer
Back to Basic Toys
Family
Mailbox
Help Your Child Make Friends
Moving and Your
Child
My Son's Best
Friend is a Rat
Ordinary
Discards
The Paper
Route
Piercing the Barriers
The Chore
Game
Whose Dream
Is It?
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