What mystery envelops a middle child?
Is he really more complicated than the first and the third?
Born after the first child who became the first experimental baboon to parents who knew little,
the second one was born with a degree of knowledge and experience which the eldest child provided these anxious beginners.
Then why the supposed syndrome?
This child of woe and complication was raised by parents who knew more, whose mastery of the craft of parenting has afforded them less sweaty palms and armpits.
Then why does this child of complexity raise such challenge and concern?
This child is between two siblings. One taught him the ways while the third showed him how he is stronger and wiser.
He is not ever taken for granted. He cannot be taken for granted because he will not allow it. He is either a child who feels persecuted and thinks that nothing he gets is better than the rest, but he is also the offspring who loves the best, who defends his Kuya and who allows his baby brother to treat him like his toy bear. He cannot be taken for granted because in the same manner that he gives the sweetest love, he also demands that he is loved like there are no others.
The middle child can be the rainbow and the bright sun but can also be the thunderstorm. And when he is all thunder and lightning, how he disarms his mother is a gift.
He prefers the villains over the heroes and sees the excitement and challenge over the despised, evil characters and how the heroes can be really boring indeed!
Yet his prayers are the most sensitive and comes out from him as a natural expression of his heart and soul - "dear God, thank you for the sand in the beach" and after he has taken our breath away and melted us in the warmth of such grace, he'd jolt us all from revery with "thank you for my BAD brother" with a laughter that can only come from a very familiar and easy relationship with the God he knows.
He boxed a schoolmate the other day, this middle child. He said he had been forgiven. Then why do the adults fuss over the incident? He cried for an hour when he was told by his mother that parents will come the next day to reprimand him for hurting their son. He had to learn a lesson and the elders were worried except for his grandfather who took him to his lap with so much love.
We do not know what will work but I know that this middle child will sort it out for himself. Someone's gotta break 'em rules sometimes, and he is curious and daring enough- except that this time, the principal will be called in her very own office!
Maybe his daddy will see the principal.
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