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I never realized how the talk of our economy not doing so great effects our kids. My younger one (10 year) keeps asking me if we are doing ok and I reassure her that we are. She asked me if we were rich? I told her that we have enough to have a comfortable life.

Recently both the parents of her best friend have lost their jobs and she is really worried about the family. Last Sunday we were at the mall and we all had fun throwing pennies in the fountain as we made a wish. All the pennies are collected for a charity so it is fun and for a good cause.

Anyways, we were talking last evening as we went for a walk. She says "Mom - do you know what I wished for when I dropped the penny in the wishing well. "What", I asked. She says "I wished for the economy to get better". I was speechless. A little girl wasting her dear little wish to fix a problem of grown ups? It made me a bit sad - well more than a bit sad. She shouldn't have to worry about stuff like that. But if her friend's family has to move with the grand parents, out of our school district, then they wouldn't be going to the same school. Then the economy has impacted my little girl's life.

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Bobkat said…
Such a big issue impacts on all our lives I'm afraid. I was a lot like your daughter as a child and would worry about big things that I couldn't control. I think that is why I worried.
March 26, 2009 at 6:17 AM
Samosas for One said…
Good you are thinking about this.
March 26, 2009 at 7:40 AM
bindu said…
Every generation inherits the mistakes and successes of the previous one. My niece who is about your daughter's age was apparently in tears at bed time one day because she was afraid global warming will ruin her life once she is grown up (they were talking about it in school that day). She asked why it had to happen in their generation ..
March 26, 2009 at 8:46 AM
Lori ann said…
I agree, it isn't right for a child to have to worry.
March 26, 2009 at 8:53 AM
pink dogwood said…
Bob-kat : yes she does worry about all sorts of stuff. Like she didn't sleep well for weeks when she found out that the world might end on December 12, 2012. She was mostly worried about Buddy and Lucky (our dogs) dying. I somehow managed to convince her that it is a hoax, though I don't know it myself.

samosas : :)

Bindu - she was resisting baths for several days because she learned in school that very small percent of water on earth is drinkable. She is the worrying kind. My older one never worries about anything. I guess the younger one does enough worrying for the whole family. she also worries about global warming and polar bears.

lori ann: I guess, mother's instinct to protect her little ones from all things/thoughts unpleasant. But maybe it is good to be aware of these things.
March 26, 2009 at 10:43 AM
aMus said…
awww... a big hug for her...

it feels bad that lil minds are troubled by things which they shouldn't be..but then indirectly it has affected her :(
March 27, 2009 at 1:06 AM
Shalini said…
So interesting to see how young kids are more aware of the economy and the world than we were at that age!
March 30, 2009 at 7:58 AM
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