Most people call them brats. But true parents know when their children are "special" *hurk, gag* and of the "new breed."
http://www.indigochild.com/
They come into the world with a feeling of royalty (and often act like it)
They have a feeling of "deserving to be here," and are surprised when others don't share that.
Self-worth is not a big issue. They often tell the parents "who they are."
They have difficulty with absolute authority (authority without explanation or choice).
They simply will not do certain things; for example, waiting in line is difficult for them.
They get frustrated with systems that are ritually oriented and don't require creative thought.
They often see better ways of doing things, both at home and in school, which makes them seem like "system busters" (nonconforming to any system).
They seem antisocial unless they are with their own kind. If there are no others of like consciousness around them, they often turn inward, feeling like no other human understands them. School is often extremely difficult for them socially.
They will not respond to "guilt" discipline ("Wait till your father gets home and finds out what you did").
They are not shy in letting you know what they need.
Am I reading latent wanna-be superiority/insecurity complex here?
Come to think of it:
I've think I've met some of these Indigo brats. They ran rampant, they smelled awful ("junior doesn't like baths and we don't force him to"), they tried to help themselves to my snack bag (MY snack bag...grr!), they felt this need to always have all eyes on them and all faces perpetually smiling. One ran into me and didn't even say "excuse me." The parents tried to compromise with these little kids, saying to a 3 or 4 year old "can we go home now?" and giving in with the child screamed "no!" The parents didn't want to stifle Junior's creativity, you see. Because Junior is "special."
I couldn't help it. I just said to one parent, "I'm sooo glad you're willing to take care of such a SPECIAL child. It's a lifetime committment you know." Okay, I could have helped it. But after nursing a bruise on my thigh, and no parent even explaining they can't help themselves to a stranger's snacks, I wasn't feeling very charitable.
Okay, nevermind me. I just turned this into a rant. oh boy.
http://www.indigochild.com/
They come into the world with a feeling of royalty (and often act like it)
They have a feeling of "deserving to be here," and are surprised when others don't share that.
Self-worth is not a big issue. They often tell the parents "who they are."
They have difficulty with absolute authority (authority without explanation or choice).
They simply will not do certain things; for example, waiting in line is difficult for them.
They get frustrated with systems that are ritually oriented and don't require creative thought.
They often see better ways of doing things, both at home and in school, which makes them seem like "system busters" (nonconforming to any system).
They seem antisocial unless they are with their own kind. If there are no others of like consciousness around them, they often turn inward, feeling like no other human understands them. School is often extremely difficult for them socially.
They will not respond to "guilt" discipline ("Wait till your father gets home and finds out what you did").
They are not shy in letting you know what they need.
Am I reading latent wanna-be superiority/insecurity complex here?
Come to think of it:
I've think I've met some of these Indigo brats. They ran rampant, they smelled awful ("junior doesn't like baths and we don't force him to"), they tried to help themselves to my snack bag (MY snack bag...grr!), they felt this need to always have all eyes on them and all faces perpetually smiling. One ran into me and didn't even say "excuse me." The parents tried to compromise with these little kids, saying to a 3 or 4 year old "can we go home now?" and giving in with the child screamed "no!" The parents didn't want to stifle Junior's creativity, you see. Because Junior is "special."
I couldn't help it. I just said to one parent, "I'm sooo glad you're willing to take care of such a SPECIAL child. It's a lifetime committment you know." Okay, I could have helped it. But after nursing a bruise on my thigh, and no parent even explaining they can't help themselves to a stranger's snacks, I wasn't feeling very charitable.
Okay, nevermind me. I just turned this into a rant. oh boy.
