Painless parenting

  • Being a parent is not an easy task. A few weeks ago my 8-year son joined a football academy. People in other parts of the world would call this a soccer academy. I have to say it came as a real surprise to me as I was never the sports kind of person. So I would like to be believe that my doubts are understable - wrong genes, etc. But I did what all good parents do. I let my son pursue his hobby in the hope that he would enjoy himself or, at least, learn a few things. 
  • I don't know about you, but I believe that good communication between parents and the school, especially between parents and teachers, is very important. We all need to work together for the good of the children. You do your best at home and we do our best at school. But if we want to bring the best out of our children, we have to combine our efforts.

  • The year was 1983 (A very, very long time ago according to my children's standards). Having spent three school years living with my grandmother, three with my parents, it was now time for my uncle Edward to take care of me for the next few years. At the beginning I thought that was so cool, because uncle Edward was only five years older than me. He was my father's youngest brother, by the way. I thought we would have a lot in common, lots of fun, etc. But, boy, was I mistaken!
  • I often hear parents telling their children that they are idiots, they will amount to nothing, they are losers, cowards, etc. Some of these children later repeat such negative opinions of themselves during my lessons.
  • Over the past few years technology has completely changed the way we live and the way we do things. We are all now walking around with computers in our pockets, in the form of smartphones. Those in the know are even saying we will soon have computers implanted under our skins or even in our brains.

  • A few days ago my wife went shopping. Nothing strange, right? Women love shopping just like most men love watching football. But there is an interesting twist to this story. Keep reading. 

  • Most parents tend to believe that having an intelligent child is all it takes for him to have a bright future. I had some doubts whether I should include my story as an example here for fear of being perceived as someone who enjoys tooting my own horn. I overcame that fear, so here goes. I was considered to be one of the brightest, if not the brightest, kid in my secondary school but that didn't take me very far. Of course I had the best results in school, had no problems whatsoever with education.


  • It's really strange, but sometimes I am happy I was born in a poor family. I grew up watching my parents struggling to make ends meet. It was often a struggle for them to put food on the table everyday from the beginning to the end of the month, or should I say from one week to the next because my father was paid on a weekly basis. My mom was a stay-at-home mom. She never had a full time job, but that was to be expected since she raised 10 children.

  • There is this interesting story I heard when I was a child. I never really found out whether it was a true story or just a family legend. But judging from the little knowledge and memories of my grandfather that I have, since he died when I was still a child, I have strong reasons to believe that this could be a true story. Since I heard the story when I was still very young, I can't even remember who told me about it.