Predictably, the comments range from support for my friend to those suggesting any number of reasons why that child could have been noisy, or why the parent allowed noisy behaviour in a cafe environment. One went so far as to suggest that by yelling, my friend had 'assaulted' the child. There were comments that spoke to special needs, the inability of very young children to conform to social norms, the sense of 'entitlement' that mothers of young children have that lead to incidents like this, and so on.
Some way into the thread was a link to an article about a cafe owner in Newcastle, a regional city north of Sydney, who, in response to a recent negative review of her cafe, posted the following on her business Facebook page:
Are we child friendly? If you are looking for a cafe with a children’s menu, baby chinos, a play area, lounges for your children to jump on, vast space for your prams, an area for your children to run rampant, and annoy other customers, while you are oblivious to them — then the short answer is No, we are not child friendly. HOWEVER, if you would like to bring your children here and they are happy to sit at a table with you, while you enjoy a coffee, and are well behaved, please come in. Otherwise, there are plenty of places that are specifically designed to entertain your children.Again, predictably, there was a huge response, much of it accusing the cafe owner of arrogance and attacking of parents. But there was also huge support for the owner, herself a sole parent, who has put everything she can into creating the cafe, which is in a business precinct of Newcastle, to support her family. In response she is quoted as saying,
I have been subjected to children emptying salt and pepper shakers into my fireplaces, parents changing nappies on my lounges, kids grinding their own food into my carpet, parents sitting babies in nappies in the middle of dining tables, kids running around the cafe like it’s a formula 1 track [sic], jumping on the furniture, screaming - just for fun - not pain, and encouraged by their parents, upsetting the rest of the customers and I’d really just had enough.The original post has since been deleted from the cafe's Facebook page, but there is a huge slew of comments at the end of the newspaper article, in which the balance comes down heavily on the side of the cafe owner.
When I have to stand there and watch people disrespect and damage MY belongings and property, it breaks a piece of my heart every time. Some will agree with my stance, some will not, but it’s my stance for my business.
And then, there's the other side of the situation - the parents of small children. There were a range of comments on both threads, and the comments from the reviewer of the Newcastle cafe. There were the predictable anecdotes of different people's experiences with their own children, and also the cry that parents should be able to have cafe time like everyone else when their children were small...
My experiences with my own children were completely different with each of them. No.1 was one of those easy kids who learned early to do things neatly and properly. He had his days, of course, when nothing was going to happen the way I needed it to, but from a very early age, he could be taken to cafes and restaurants and be sat up at the table with everyone else. He ate quietly and neatly, and was happy to settle with a book or his blanky while the adults around him went on with their meals. I don't know how much the fact that he was the first baby in our circle of friends had to do with it, so that he was the only small child present at these odd occasions, or that it was largely just his disposition.
One thing that having more than one child teaches you in a big hurry is to not assume that you have it all sorted when the next one comes along! No.2 was completely different. He was a busy baby. He didn't have the long relaxed feeds that No.1 had indulged in. He didn't sleep for hours between. He wanted to be up and in the middle of things. Once he was mobile, he didn't stay in one spot for long, ever. He broke several baby plates by tipping them off the tray of his high chair the instant he'd had enough of what was in them - whether the food was finished or not. And then, he wanted down - immediately. I have nightmare memories of a trip away when he'd been given chocolate prior to a nap - the sweet little three year old I'd put to sleep woke up a hyperactive monster with all that caffeine and sugar in his system. The worst of it was that we were scheduled to be at a dinner that evening with the rest of the group we were travelling with. It was an appalling evening. He was climbing the walls, and the only thing we could do in the end was take him back to the hotel. It was years before he was prepared to sit still in cafes, and we rarely took him out to eat, because I wasn't prepared to put anyone through the stress of an outing - myself, him, or other people in venues.
My view - which I didn't have to think through very hard - was that unless my children were capable of sitting quietly at a table to eat, they weren't ready to be doing that away from home, and that it was my job to teach them that. Cafes and restaurants are public places, and there are acceptable codes of behaviour for being in them that apply to everyone, and children shouldn't be exempted from that. It's not their right, as small children, to run amok as they might at home, when it means disturbing other people who are attending the venue. At home, if they misbehaved at the table, mine were sent to their rooms, and their meal was forfeit. It was about a time and a place for things. Mealtimes were for sitting still, learning to be part of a conversation, learning about different foods (there's a whole other post there, so I won't digress now!) and practicing manners that would eventually take them into adulthood. Conversely, picnics in the park were for gobbling down a quick sandwich before roaring off to play on the swings.
One thing that came through loud and clear in many of the pro-kids comments on my friend's thread and the newspaper article was the sense that young children can't control their behaviour, that it's wrong to expect them to be able to, and that it's everyone's right - theirs included - to be able to be in those environments and other people should just understand that. I have to say, from my own experience, that that's a load of bollocks.
WHY should a cafe owner or other patrons have to put up with a child rampaging around what is, essentially, a dining space? Apart from anything else, there are safety aspects that no one seems to have picked up on. What if, due to the whistle incident at my friend's cafe, it had been one of the wait staff who'd jumped while carrying hot coffees...? They could have gone everywhere. I've nearly tripped over small kids who've appeared under my feet unexpectedly while I've been wending my way to a table. If I could pack quiet activities that my children had learned were part and parcel of an expected package of behaviour so that they had something quiet to occupy them, why can't other people? If I could teach my children in the first place that public venues like cafes required them to be considerate of the other patrons, why can't everyone else? It's not rocket science. Neither is it imposing something unreasonable on the child.
I don't think that parents of small children shouldn't go to cafes. As the owner of the Newcastle cafe stated - she had no issue with having children in her cafe if they could stay seated, and not make a horrendous noise or mess. I'm with her. If you stop to think for a moment about how you'd feel if someone else's child was in your house and started upending salt and pepper shakers all over your table, or squashing food into your chairs, then the parallel becomes pretty obvious. It's not about the venue, or even about the other patrons. It's about what we teach our children. They're only little and at home with us for a very short time, after which they have to go out into the world and survive on their own. That means they have to be able to behave appropriately in a plethora of situations, and the earlier they start learning that, the kinder it is for them. Cafe trips - which can be short bites, after all - can be an enormously useful learning tool that don't have to turn into nightmares for parents, children, cafe owners or bystanders. Letting kids run rampant and unsupervised anywhere is just lazy, on the part of the parents, and not useful for anyone, particularly the children.
I had to come back to add a quick update - the story is growing. An English journalist has taken the story up in The Guardian - read the article HERE. The article is pretty straightforward. It's the comments - huge - that make for some very interesting reading. A lot of them seemed to me to be pretty extreme - and, more importantly, miss the basic point that the issue at the bottom of it all (as it appears to me) is the lack of consideration for others and basic manners that are absent in the case of some of the incidents that prompted me to write this post. NO ONE is talking about that - it's just lots of seemingly righteous indignation about the lack, or excess, of rights of today's parents of small children... Something is a bit out of balance there, methinks.
Yes, Kaz, another spot-on observation. The root of the problem can be found in the fact that there actually were people who were opposed to the little diner's post. As a child of the 50s, and a young adult of the 60s, I mark the spot of the sea change somewhere in the early 70s. That was when society at large began, and very quickly completed, the shift from "We're trying to have a civilization here" to "Outta my way. Everything is mine!" You see it not just at restaurants, but everywhere, as all these new-age, hanky-wringing, "perfect" parents who think punishing a child means sending him to a room full of electronics for ten minutes jump on your back because you have the temerity to express your displeasure when their little angel leans over the back of the booth and blows his nose in the dinner you just spent $25.00 for. Obviously, if you can't deal with a child being a child, you need to just nail your door shut and never come outside again.
ReplyDeleteHave to stop, or I'll eventually get to demanding euthanasia for the so-called parents who inflict these wild animals on the rest of us. I am not a Christian, Jew, or any of the so-called Western Religions, but I have to suggest that this is one case where the Bible got it absolutely, spot-on right: Proverbs 13:24.
Thanks Jack! Always good to have your input :-)
DeleteQuick update - the cafe in the newspaper story apparently got some breakfast TV coverage, so it'll be interesting to see how it plays out over here over the next little while.
As is regular with reading your posts, I say "Hear! Hear!"
ReplyDeleteInterestingly, at a crowded football game, we were most distressed by a child who had been given a bird whistle (a rather old child too - must have been between 10 and 12 years of age) and the accompanying adult did not guide the child as to the use of the toy. This boy blew it constantly for 5 minutes. With every burst, it jarred my senses, and because I have a medical condition, it was enough to trigger symptoms and potentially ruin my outing, evening and the next day. It could have given a person a heart attack from the shock - the sound was so shrill and sudden. I wasn't the only one disturbed by the behaviour and it took a security guard to approach the child and explain the rudeness and inappopriate nature of the behaviour with the threat that the boy would be removed from the venue if he continued with the whistle. A real example of the consequences when adults do not teach their children appropriate codes of conduct.
I couldn't understand why the adult allowed the child to have that kind of toy in a crowded venue in the first place. My mind boggles at the selfishness and lack of common sense or manners that I witness in the world today.
I think you hit the nail on the head there, Jodie - common sense, and lack of basic manners. I I don't feel that, as a child, I was excluded from general activities. However, when it was primarily an adult occasion, there was a clear expectation that I was allowed to be there, provided I was quiet and didn't disturb goings on. If I couldn't do that, I was removed, in order for whatever the activities were to go on uninterrupted. Eating out - as a family - was something that didn't happen regularly until I was well into primary school - not that my family was big on eating out anyway, but even so... The whole coffee shot/cafe thing was only just starting to become a thing when my eldest was born, and I was very aware of not rocking the boat if I had him with me. Both of them were taught that public places meant other people, and their presence was dependent on them not disturbing others... They were MY children, so it was MY responsibility to teach them how to conduct themselves so that their presence wouldn't be an issue for the people around them... It's about consideration for others - another thing that appears to be disappearing fast. This age of entitlement bothers me...
DeleteHi Kaz,
ReplyDeleteI find myself in agreeance with so much of your opinions and observations. It is great to have a voice of common sense and reason amidst all the noise (and an Aussie voice at that), so because of that, I have nominated you for a Liebster Blog Award: http://lupeyloops.blogspot.com.au/2014/11/liebster-blog-award.html
I look forward to your next musing. Enjoy your day! :-)
Wow Jodie! Thank you!!
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