Children are wonderful. Their beauty and inviting dependence brings palpable meaning to life, a voice that speaks the purpose of life. Their beauty contains our truth, the truth of our purpose here on earth. Their beauty and the feelings they invoke within us are sufficient to know what we should focus upon. Sacrifices, positive discipline, and values parents implant in their children will help them determine the person they grow up to be. A child is like a sponge that absorbs their parentâ€™s thoughts and viewpoints that will stay with them for the rest of their lives.
Parents make great sacrifices for the care of their children. Day after day, parents protect their children from danger, attend to their cries, and reassure them after a bad dream. Parents give up necessities for their children everyday. In the poem â€œThose Winter Sundaysâ€ by Robert Hayden, the father displays the sacrifices he makes for his son. The father builds a fire with â€œcracked hands that achedâ€ (1-5). He takes no thought for his own comfort or pain. The father would also rise early â€œin the blueblack coldâ€ and relight the fire (1-5). Stacey Burleson describes the father as â€œnot only bringing physical warmth to him by making a fire; he is also bringing spiritual warmth to himâ€. Personal safety dose not concern parents when their childâ€™s safety is in doubt. The mother in â€œBallad of Birminghamâ€ by Dudley Randall illustrates this caring sacrifice. The mother of this young girl tells her daughter she is not allowed to go â€œand march in the streetsâ€ because it is unsafe (1-5). This mother wants to protect her daughter from the violence of the world, the violence in the streets. She instead tells her daughter to go to church where the mother feels it is safe. In the words of Baxter Miller â€œthe mother refused to let her child march in the wild streets of Birmingham and sent her