I often ask myself how something that was made with the same ingredients can turn out so completely different. When you cook and use the same ingredients your food not always tastes exactly the same. The most amazing creation are children though. And they most definitely turn out very differently although the same “ingredients” were used. There is the mom and the dad and they together create the kids. We then shape them day by day, teach them, guide them, support them. We do it the same way. With all of them. The tiny little differences are just like using a pinch of salt more or less in a recipe. And still, they turn out so differently.
It’s not just because they might have a different gender. They are simply different personalities. People with their weaknesses and strength, things they like and dislike. Dreams, hopes, passions and goals. While dreams might be similar their approach is different. The way they handle success or failure too. I hope you don’t mind if I share another Blast From The Past with you all.
While I am sitting here and working on my blog I watch my son doing school and being so focused on what he is just working on. Due to the fact that we home-school I get to watch them a lot and experience how they learn and how they deal with what they have to do. And it amazes me each and every time how different our kids deal with the same tasks.
Both of our kids are very reliable, at least so far, and very reasonable, still in such different ways. I watch my son as he is focused on his books and takes one task after the other to get it done. He was always like this, focused and interested in everything, keen to learn. My daughter wants to learn to. But then she is bubbly. She talks, she makes jokes and sometimes her focus is off as there might be something so much more interesting going on outside the window. A butterfly, a cloud, the cat chasing a fly… She gets distracted more easily than my son does.
While he is the kind of person, who can sit still and read or listen or watch, she needs to move, dance, sing. Don’t get me wrong, she listens, she learns and she does what you ask her to do. But she has ants in her pants.
And those are the moments I think: Kids are not like cookies. Although they are sweat and a treat and I just can’t get enough of them (at least mine), there is no recipe to make them turn out the same. They all have a different shape and although the same ingredients were used, are just totally different. How wonderful. How amazing. Although you put the same in and you treat them the same, you feed them the same food, they still turn out totally different. What a wonder.
It is one of those things we will not be able to entirely explain, one of those wonders of nature. And although technology seems to be at a point where it is possible to clone living creatures I sure hope we will never get to the point where we will have to deal with copies of people, not only looking the same but also acting the same and just being the same.