Acquiring Confidence

By Jane Pinel

As we enter the third year of the COVID-19 virus, having experienced record-breaking numbers of cases and record-breaking numbers of deaths, we need to watch for the impact on children. As a psychologist who grew up during the Great Depression, I know that children will be the ones who will suffer the most. The pandemic will be no different. 

Recently I was visiting on Zoom with my four-year-old great-grandson. He is living a good life with loving parents. As I watched him rambunctiously play, there was one word that described him. That word was confidence. His confidence at playing acrobatics with his dad or peekaboo with his brother was a delight to watch.

Confidence affects almost everything we do in life: making friends, getting a job, playing sports, proposing marriage, and more. I know, because my own confidence disappeared at the same age my little great-grandson is right now. 

I was born in 1926 to two loving parents who were educated and successful in business. I was the first baby in an extended family and was doted on, admired, and loved. The world seemed to revolve around me. When I was almost four years old, our lives were upended by the Crash of 1929. My dad lost his business and we had to move out of our house. Over the next few years we lived in several attics, while my parents struggled to get back on their feet during which time no one talked about it or explained it. I was bewildered.

After about five years they were on the road to recovery and we were back in our happy home. I had a great education, but it was always a mystery to me as to why I was so quiet, shy and unsure of myself. It was hard for me to make friends, I never stood up in class. Later, I was very bad at job interviews and always afraid of groups of people. At one point, I was teaching school and giving a report in the auditorium to an audience of other teachers. I felt like such an outsider and so alone as I stood there. 

I became curious as to when I first felt that way and why. I started going back through the years remembering the times that I had felt so isolated. I could remember each one clearly and then there would be another one even earlier. Finally I was back to the years that we spent in my aunt’s attic. I was sitting outside underneath a wisteria bush with its purple blossoms hanging over my head. I remember thinking everyone around me was very sad and that it must be because of me. Maybe I should not even be here and people would be happy again. The shock of change during the Depression completely shook my confidence in being welcome in the world and claiming my place in it. These effects may also depend on your age and stage of development.

There are so many families today who are worried about their jobs, putting food on the table, helping their children stay focused on school, keeping a roof over their heads and paying their bills. I fear that many children are wondering what happened, why are things different, why are my parents not smiling anymore, why are they not happy anymore? Is it me?

I have a few suggestions to offer families on how to navigate through this dynamic period.

1. Talk to your children. Explain in simple terms what’s happening and why you are a little sad and that it has nothing to do with them. This too will pass.

2. Be aware of personality changes in your children. Help children understand what they are feeling. There also may be changes in the family dynamics.

3. Find small jobs that children can do so they can feel part of the solution. Setting the table for supper, washing the dishes, taking out the trash, little things that help out. They will feel like they are contributing and the family is working together.

4. Try to find fun things you can do each day with them. Play a game, cook something together, share a joke. Have everyone share the best thing that happened that day and the worst thing that happened. Laugh a little. 

Children are resilient but their needs should not be overlooked.

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Jane Pinel has a M.A. in Counseling from the University of New Hampshire and B.A. in Psychology from Cornell University. She was the founder and publisher of Wellspring Magazine, which focused on the needs of children. She is retired and resides in Alexandria, Virginia.

One More Thing…

I have been very busy throughout my life studying and promoting this subject of the needs and well-being of children. Most of my early years were spent acquiring both a bachelor’s and master’s degree in psychology, bringing up my own two children and teaching special education. 

Later I started my own magazine about the needs of children to distribute to all those who work with children: teachers, medical experts, recreational organizations, and parents. We had an advisory board of experts from across the country who supplied us with the latest information on a range of children’s issues.

Now, I have the opportunity of looking back and sifting through all of the information acquired over my 96 years — and thinking, lots of thinking about what makes sense in the lives of children. Each week I plan to share my thinking in a blog with you.

My first blog will be about confidence. Confidence is essential for everything we do from taking our first step to applying for college. Who has it, where do we get it, how do we encourage it in our children?

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Going Home!

We spent a few days with Uncle Edwin in Glendale, resting up and knowing it was probably our last visit with him as he was too sick with asthma to come back east and it would be many years before we would return to Arizona.

Finally the day came for us to leave. We had breakfast with Uncle Edwin. We packed up the car, taped the refridgerator shut in the trailer and filled our water tank for possible vapor lock. We hugged Uncle Edwin goodbye with tears in our eyes. We loaded the children and Inky in the station wagon. Roland backed up to get in the right position to head out to the street.

CRUNCH!  We had backed into the water pipe. Water sprayed across the back of the trailer. Roland climbed out to see the damage. The pipe has just been knocked loose.  Uncle Edwin waved his arms and said, “Keep going. I’ll fix it. No problem”

We did. We left him standing on the desert, water spraying up behind him, waving until we were out of sight.

I remember little of the trip east. It took many days. The weather was brutally hot. The heat cut into the tires and caused flat tires each day. Here’s a photo of Roland down beside the wheels, as he was frequently all the way back home. Lesley, being aware of the sound of each tire going flat, realized that if she stood behind Roland as he was driving and made a hissing sound he would slam on the brakes thinking it was another flat tire. This didn’t make him laugh as much as she thought it would.fixing-tire

Finally we reached Quincy and Braintree, Massachusetts. The grandparents were beyond happy to see their granddaughters and us.

More photos to come.