” Mom, I’m scared! — with a shout and cry ran into the parent’s bedroom a little Pasha. Clinging to his mother’s breast, he babbled:
— There… dark… under the bed… terrible…
Mom put her son beside him, patted on the head, and he immediately fell asleep.
— Lisa, so not, — said in a whisper dad, Anatoly Vasiliev. — so You will want to grow up the son of a weakling and a rag. Nothing to appease his fears. Or do you want him to 18 years old slept with us in the same bed?
— what do you suggest? — offended Lisa. — to Lock him in the room — and let him cry into hysterics? You know, better to let the wuss and wuss than neurotic or schizophrenic.
— I Agree, this is also not an option. But then what to do?
— Go to sleep… Tomorrow go ask your mom. It is after all a teacher has worked all her life, have an understanding of child psychology.
The next day on a visit to Vasiliev came grandmother, Elena. After playing with his grandson and putting him for a NAP, she listened to the arguments of both parents, smiled and began her story. — Ah, youth, how I understand you. Because the problem of children’s fears faced by all parents, and my grandfather is no exception. Here you are, shreds, very afraid of strangers. Cost Continue reading