PARENT

I trust this makes a lot of sense to you as parents. May the good Lord help you do it!!!!!!



This is a poem by a Green Hill Academy Student-DAR ES SALAAM

'A special message for the parents & parents-to-be.'

Parents, children are a photocopy of their parents' character

You are the hydro power dams from which they

Can tap the power of living light.

But if the dams are empty of values, and the water levels are too low,

What will they tap? Only darkness.

Many parents are suffering from T.B, Too Busy!

Yes, the cost of living is high, but the cost of loving is affordable.

There's God to help you.



Each child is a goldmine and it's the parents to mine the gold out of them

Sarcastically, there are parents who see their children as a form of tax;

Tax on their time, tax on their comfort and tax on their freedom

And immediately send them to boarding school even in nursery,

So as to evade these taxes.

Remember, children are like the Global Fund, a gift and a donor fund from God,

You will have to provide full accountability for their use or mismanagement,

You shall be audited



The home is the first classroom in which a child sits.

But unfortunately, the teachers i.e. the parents, have absconded from duty

And if you ask them, they will tell you,

To them, TV is their daddy, they see him everyday

The radio is their mummy; she talks to them whenever they want

Parents, these are your children and, have boarded the wrong taxis,

to the Northern bypass of destruction



Physically, they maybe in University, but mentally, they are in kindergarten

With their minds still wrapped up in nappies.

Don't just be the head of the home but head the home

Forget not, PARENT means;

P - Personal Friend,

A - Available,

R - Responsible,

E - Encourages

N - Nurtures and

T - Teaches



Now is the time for IDPs (Internally Displaced Parents) to return home,

So that the reconstruction of the family can begin.

There are parents who are living in camps of bondage called bars;

Extramarital affairs, cross generational rapports.....

They need to come home for the family is under attack



Many homes used to be like Celtel, Making Life Better,

But now, they have become like Baghdad, daily explosions of verbal artillery,

All this detonated by marital conflicts!

You the parents, have become suicide bombers, blowing up our future

When we see daddy approaching, 'black mamba is about to strike'

We take cover as he comes heavily armed with words of mass destruction.



Other parents are like ESCOM, they load shed their time for their children,

Even up to one week and the kids end up in a black out of values.

The lucky ones survive if they have friends, who act as generators, providing insufficient power



The parliament and cabinet are the brain of the government

But the family is the foot of the nation.

When it fails to stand, the nation falls

Parents, have time for your children.

Say, 'NEVER AGAIN'