The good, the bad and the ugly.

This post comes after day of hell being super Nanny to a family, a new one, who, while I do love these kids, think their parents are great and enjoy my job, I also just cant help but shake my head at how much these kids have, how little they know about the world outside of their very nice four walls. Sometimes I have to catch myself while doing this and question whether my feelings are fair or if this is how we should all have been as children, but because my life was such a contrast to theirs I just cant seem to work out my feelings on this.

I was raised very aware of what goes on the world, the good, the bad and the ugly. Some of it unfortunatly I learnt the hard way, being abused etc. But the rest was because my parents were very open with us about such things. My dad especially took us to protests, friends houses who were going through crisis and it was always explained to us what was going on, sometimes I must admit this was overwhelming and probably a bit inappropriate for the age I was at the time. But most of the time, I think it was okay, good in fact, as by the time I went to high school I was very aware of the issues in not only my community, but in many parts of the world. I guess though, that my Dad being so relaxed about me interacting with people, trusting people and trusting that I knew dangerous from safe situations a little more than I did at age 11 was really how I got hurt in the first place.

So whilst nannying today, it got me thinking. These kids are not allowed to watch the news. Not allowed to know that violence and "unhappy" things occur. Have no idea that oneday their parents, or me, are not going to be right there behind them when they get into trouble, or to reassure them that things like that only happen overseas, very far away, what will they do?

Is it wrong of me to wonder this? Is it wrong of me to be so judging of such a life? Perhaps if I had grown up this way, so unaware, it would have been a much much easier childhood. Maybe I would have been safe? Ignorance is bliss as they say. But I cant help but shake my head thinking, oneday this is all going to catch up with these kids and be so overwhelming and upsetting, and their whole sheltered little world is going to be shattered when they realise the world we live in is certainly bigger than our little village. Especially for the two girls. I learnt the hard way that girls have a rough road in this country, this world, but I think it is important for us to be aware as young Women of what is ahead of us, so that we can help ourselves and other Women.

I am so torn here. Maybe my own experiences make me so. What do you think? Does it even matter? Is sheltering better than making these kids, girls, aware of the world? The good, the bad and the ugly?