It was beautiful hot summer weather outside. Just the time when you want to be near a pond, to feel a pleasant coolness from a lake or river, to splash around in some water, to enjoy all the delights of mother nature.
My children and I went for a walk in our park, not far from home. Everything we needed was there: a cool shade of trees, and a warm summer breeze, and fresh air, and even a lake with quacking ducks.
The only thing that bothered me a little was my cold, my throat ached a little. But I decided that the wedge is knocked out with a wedge, and I bought both the children and myself delicious chocolate ice cream.
The next morning I woke up without a voice. And I didn’t just ohril, but in general the words flew out only in a whisper.
My boys looked at me with interest, when instead of my sonorous voice they heard only a low whisper. This state lasted for 4 days, and that’s what I noted.
Firstly, now I could not react to the pranks of children with the same pressure, because it took too much effort, and there was no result at all.
Secondly, when the children did not obey, a wave of indignation rose in me, but since the lever of influence in the form of a voice broke temporarily, this wave disappeared very quickly somewhere.
Thirdly, when I realized that I was temporarily helpless, I decided to change tactics, namely, I didn’t emotionally react to the pranks of children (it’s still useless), and I began to control the children with gestures.
From the outside, it looked something like this: I approached them as close as possible to be in their field of vision, with a clap it indicated that I would now speak quietly, and whispered: — Quiet!
The most interesting thing is that after that the children immediately fell silent and listened with attention to what I was going to tell them! But when I had a voice, I had to attract their attention several times with a loud voice.
Another plus was that now the children themselves had to approach me when they needed something from me. Before, when everything was in order with my voice, the children simply shouted their questions loudly from different rooms. I, in turn, also answered them loudly — I was too lazy to approach each other.
Now everything has changed. When they realized that I could not answer them, they began to run up to me with their requests and complaints. I, in turn, deliberately did not run to the children, expecting that they themselves would come up if they really needed to.
Now that my voice has returned, children often ask me to play the game “come on, we all lost our voice” with them. This is a lot of fun, the children begin to whisper something, and then we all laugh and laugh together. Or I, when the children get too noisy, clap and tell them: “One, two, three, and now we all have lost our voice!” And we start whispering. And instead of scandal, there is silence, replaced by laughter.
PS And for myself, I also made such a conclusion that the intensity of the scandal (whether with an adult or with a child) can be reduced if you simply muffle the sound of your voice. Our voice is a very powerful tool that can and should be used in such emotional moments of our lives.