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Rebellious or Rebellion?
A family reveals what drove a teen daughter to break all the rules.
by Ken & Jasmyn Klarfeld

TWEENS & TEENS News September 2006

Don’t we all? A daughter’s look back.

Every teenager rebels at some point. Rebelling is a way of separating from our parents, a way of showing ourselves and the world that we are our own people, separate from our families. Most tweens and teens validate their identities in small ways, experimenting with mildly rebellious behavior such as refusing to cut their hair, choosing music and clothes their parents hate or declaring their rooms “off limits” to anybody in the family. Why is it that some teens cross the line of rebelliousness into full-fledged, all-out rebellion?

As a teen who has been there, done that, here’s what I have learned and what led me to rebel.

Popular opinion would have us believe that most kids who have rebelled to the point of delinquency were somehow mismanaged, abused, neglected or taught that a lawless life was good. In my experience, however, this has been far from the truth. I was simply bored.

First I was too bored to do my homework— why should I practice things that I already knew? Then I started shoplifting. But that was easy. Boring. Then I started skipping school, stealing cars, robbing houses, smoking, drinking, doing drugs. When my parents repeatedly grounded me for bad grades, I simply left. I was a runaway, living on the streets. I wouldn’t go home or do anything except what I wanted to do. Nobody could make me either, because I taught myself not to care about consequences. I was 14 and in a state of all-out rebellion.

Most of the kids who I hung out with were also bored, and considered themselves too intelligent and independent to be told what to do. Why conform to a “sheep-like” way of living? Ironically, ten years later, most of those kids are stuck in the rut they worked so hard to avoid during those teenage years. While the sheep-like kids now have their own apartments, good jobs and money to travel with or go to nightclubs, the once independent kids are stuck at home with their parents, or home with the babies who ended their rebellion and tied them down.

You probably expect me to tell you that I hated being on the streets and that rebellion is a bad thing I deeply regret. I’m not going to do that. This is not that kind of article. The truth is, those years were a lot of fun. What I am going to tell you is what I wish someone would have told me. Teenage rebellion is very expensive fun, and the account that the expenses ultimately deplete is freedom.

My teenage fun lasted about three years. My children will be mine forever, and most of the money I’ll earn will be their money until they are 18. As for now, my curfew is pretty much 8pm, as that’s when kids have to be in bed. I can rarely go out, because good babysitters are hard to find. There are lots of jobs I am intelligent enough to do, but no one knows it, because I haven’t proved it with a degree. My advice? Grow your hair long, play your music loud and look forward to your future.

The bottom line is teenage rebellion is like trading a house for a bunch of candy. The candy may be appealing and good initially, but it won’t sustain you and it may threaten your health. Also, once the candy, or the rebellion, is done with, you’ll look around and see everybody else, comfy in their houses.

What Dad saw.
It still amazes me every time I read my daughter’s words about her teenage years. We still think of those years quite differently. What she calls rebellion, I call insanity. It’s hard as a parent to accept responsibility for a kid who declares at age 13: “It’s my life. Leave me alone and let me live it!,” and then runs away. Especially when there is another child at home, just a few years younger who exhibits none of the same behavioral traits. I am now just starting to understand the cause of Jasmyn’s actions.

Different kids need to be challenged in unique ways. My daughter craved more than her parents’ approval to feel challenged. Having well above average intelligence, she needed to be stimulated intellectually to achieve a sense of worth. The school she attended went as fast as the slowest student. After the first lesson, her mind longed for something more than repetition.

The plummeting grades, grunge clothes and mood swings were all signs of an ominous future that could and should have been altered. How? Without getting too philosophical, I believe Jasmyn’s troubled years started because of a few missed opportunities on my part.

First, there was a lack of real communication between my daughter and me. I needed to hear more about her day. Not just, “School was fine. No homework,” which was Jasmyn’s standard answer. If I understood the extreme boredom she endured, I would have helped her to find an outlet for her frustration. Art, music, horses, wherever her interests took us.

Second, my punishments were ridiculous. There is a famous saying: “The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over while expecting different results.” By grounding my daughter for months at a time and then again when the initial grounding did not achieve the results I desired, all I accomplished was strengthening her resolve not to change.

This perpetual trap we found ourselves in continued for many years. It was only broken after my daughter came to me wanting to change her path. I, like many parents, only wanted to help. I listened to her goals (not my goals for her) and her dreams, and then offered any assistance that she would accept.

Once the communication gates opened, Jasmyn’s life began to change. The key was and still is two-way communication. The form is not important. If dialogue is not possible because of explosive tempers, then the written word is a great start. I believe most kids know what they need to make their lives better. The trick is communicating those needs to Mom and Dad.

A plan for success goes a long way. Write down what you want and what you are willing to do to get it. Be realistic. It’s amazing how far baby steps can take you.

Ken and Jasmyn Klarfeld have recently published their first book, He Said, She Said: A Father Daughter Perspective (iUniverse). Visit www.buyhesaidshesaid.com for an excerpt as well as media and reader reviews. He Said, She Said: A Father Daughter Perspective can be purchased through the Web site or any online bookseller.

 

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