Me as a toddler, with my Mum.
Think back to when you were a child. Now think of the word “holidays.” What immediately springs to mind?
For me, it was…
Beach
Water
Grandparents
Cousins
Eating freshly caught crabs
Freedom
Me, about 2, visiting Old Mr Keith’s farm for eggs.
When I asked Dad 101, his responses were;
Fishing
Camping
Beach
4 Wheel Driving
With my cousins, on holidays.
It is now summer in Australia and many families are enjoying school holiday time together. I do however wonder if the simple pleasures of holidays a generation ago; when holidays were about doing fun, hands on things together as extended family – fishing, beach combing, bushwalking, camping – and children had more freedom to roam and explore (innocently) in *gasp*gangs playing outdoors; have been lost.
Have we traded the opportunity to create our own family fun for overseas flights, five star hotels and room service? Sure, we may visit a faraway, tropical oasis and swim but rarely do hotels provide space and resources for kids to TRULY BE KIDS. Kids Clubs have replaced cubby building. The Nintendo DS and portable DVD player are poor substitutes for making campfires or baiting a hook. Do we take a tour, rather than explore (as a family) for ourselves? How many of our children have caught dinner, cleaned and eaten it?
I wonder if, in our own desire to escape the pressures of busy working lives, we adults choose family holidays that suit our own need for an easy, luxurious getaway?
Like everything in our lives these days, I believe it is all about balance. Yes, it is nice that more families today have the means and opportunity to consider a broader range of family holiday options. I just hope that sometimes we choose the simpler ones for the sake of our children.
What words spring to mind when you think of childhood holidays? Can the same be said for the experiences of your own children?
