Monday, March 30, 2009

The First Rule of Bee Club.

"During the Beehive meetings we talk and do meeting related things (talk about bees, ideas, plan our business)."
-My daughter

My daughter has dozens of those laying around.  She uses a new one for each story, organizational system, or club she starts. 
Like the beehive club.

She started it with her friend when they were googling bees a couple of months ago for whatever reason.  They stumbled upon some kit for raising bees.  It's cost $170.  They wanted to know what they could do to earn the kit. 
I was rather unreceptive to buying the kit.  They decided to save the money instead so they could buy it themselves.  They now have $50.66.  I'm rather impressed with their determination.
That's not my point.

Kids get really excited about the idea of "No Parents Allowed."  (Just to be clear, parents are allowed in Beehive Club.)  Anytime there's an opportunity for them to be among others of their kind with NO PARENTS present, they become explicably exuberant.

It's not that they don't love us, it's that we, the evil parents, represent a system.  Structure.  We are the Man.
We are symbolic of the teeth that need to be brushed before school, the hands that need to be washed after going to the bathroom, and the homework that always comes before play.  No parents=no rules.
Or not.
Whenever my daughter creates a new club, she, as the club's founder, creates a code by which the members must abide.  It's the usual stuff:  everyone gets a chance to talk, roles are defined, agendas are set. 
But, in the absence of the symbol of necessary behaviors, they create one anyway.
Are they, the alien children, naturally power hungry?  Do they just want a little respect?  Or do they simply see the value of structure?
Would they brush their teeth anyway?


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