Restaurant Teaches Life Lessons, by Nesta Aharoni
July 23rd, 2008During a recent four-day road trip, my husband and I ate in lots of restaurants and observed plenty of parents in action—or inaction, as the case may be. One morning, we visited a funky, family-friendly breakfast buffet that featured a microcosm of parenting styles.
In the back left-corner of the restaurant sat a squirming, high-pitched infant whose parents were deaf to the annoying tone and the offensive volume their little one was hurling from his high chair. It never occurred to them to entertain their child outside the confines of the dining room until he or she calmed down. I watched the other patrons scrunch up their faces in painful portrayals of agitation and upset. As the baby’s poker-faced parents shoved forkfuls of pancakes into their unaffected mouths, they did not seem to notice the reaction of the other people in the room. I wonder…will their self-absorbed role modeling teach their child to develop into a narcissistic adult?
Back and to the right, near the kitchen, sat a couple who were sharing a meal with an adorable and very verbal preschooler. She was smiling full face as she expressed one amazing observation after another. To their shame, her two parents were indifferent to every word she so ardently shared—absolutely no response. Not one confirming touch, nod, or smile. I wonder…for how many years will she continue to be awed by the splendor of ordinary objects (like slick, shiny spoons), and how long will it take before she stops communicating her ideas altogether to such a vacant and expressionless audience?
To the left of our table and near the front door sat a mom and her teenage daughter. Their features sagged from years of sorrow, neglect, and detachment. They failed to engage in the delightful, and often meaningless, chitchat that so many mothers and daughters share. Instead, they gave in to silence and glum. I wonder…how lovingly will this daughter relate to her own offspring when she eventually becomes a mother?
Right next to our table sat the grand prize—a mother and five-year-old daughter who were so absorbed in their banter and play that they hardly noticed anything else around them. The girl spoke to her mom respectfully and pleasantly. And she treated the servers and other patrons with the same reverence. “Please” and “thank you” dripped from this child as effortlessly as ice cream escapes from its cone on a warm, summer day. Both participants’ eyes twinkled as they joyfully interacted with one another.
After observing this mother-daughter duo for a bit, I inhaled a deep and wholesome breath and then released a contented sigh. Aaaah! The sheer beauty of it. A mom who took the time to teach her child that her behavior affects everyone else around her. A mom who listened, interacted, taught, and played. A mom who delighted in spending time with her youngster.
I don’t have to wonder what kind of adult this young girl will eventually become. I already know. She will be empathetic, confident, capable, and responsible. I feel privileged to have witnessed one small moment in the development of an honorable and decent human being.




