I have another great thought from Michael Josephson. Jealousy is a horrible thing, and when you are a smart young girl people want to break you down. Long-story short, my daughter learned a valuable lesson this week – from an adult no less.
“Stick and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me.”
Really? In fact, insults, teasing, malicious gossip, and verbal abuse can inflict deeper and more enduring pain than guns or knives.
Ask anyone who as a kid was fat, skinny, short, tall, flat-chested, big-busted, acne-faced, uncoordinated, slow-witted, or smart. In schoolrooms and playgrounds across the country, weight, height, looks, and intelligence are the subject of taunting and ridicule even more than race or religion.
And it doesn’t necessarily get better. Unkind words, tasteless personal jokes, brutal criticism, and ridicule don’t lose their sting when we become adults.
There’s nothing new about this. But if we trivialize how damaging words can be, especially to youngsters, the ethical significance of verbal assaults can be lost. When we claim that words can’t hurt anyone, we negate genuine feelings of those who are hurt.
Instead of minimizing the importance of words, we should encourage parents and teachers to demand a higher level of respect and greater sensitivity precisely because words are enormously powerful.
Yes, we should try to fortify our children’s sense of self-worth so they can bear insults and sarcasm better, and we should urge them not to take what others say too seriously. But it’s just as important to teach them that words have the power of grenades and must be used carefully.