I had a friend who asked a few questions about Family Work.
Here is a follow-up video on family work addressing some specific questions:
--how to begin (Start with your own set of basics)
--setting up boundaries and consequences
--the use of allowance
--determining end goal
--what happens when the kids whine
--stewardship
(Youtube gives you three shots of your film to choose from as the "label" picture. I thought this one was pretty bad so I checked out the other ones. My kids decided this one was actually the least embarrassing one. I was thinking I would just pick the worst one each time...just to be funny. They said people wouldn't "get it." Sigh.)
Here is a video covering how we implement and take care of jobs:
FAMILY WORK By Kathleen Slaugh Bahr and Cheri A. Loveless
I grew up in a little town in northern Utah, the
oldest daughter in a family of 13 children.We lived on a small 2 ½ acre farm with a large garden, fruit trees, and
a milk cow. We children loved helping our dad plant the garden, following
behind him like little quail as he cut the furrow with his hoe and we dropped
in the seeks.Weeding was less exciting,
but it had to be done.I was never very
good at milking the cow.Fortunately, my
brothers shared that task. In the autumn, we all
helped with the harvest. I especially loved picking and bottling the fruit. It
required the hands of all 13 of us plus Mom and Dad. We children swarmed
through the trees picking the fruit. My dad would fire up an old camp stove
where we heated the water to scald the fruit. My mother supervised putting the
fruit in jars, adding the sugar, putting on the lids…When the harvest was
complete, I loved looking at the freezer full of vegetables and all the jars of
fruit. They looked like jewels to me.
Caring for our large family kept all of us busy most of the time. Mother was
the overseer of the inside work, and Dad the outside, but I also remember
seeing my father sweep floors, wash dishes, and cook meals when his help was
needed. As children we often worked together, but not all at the same task.
While we worked we talked, sang, quarreled, made good memories, and learned
what it meant to be family members, good sons or daughters and fathers or
mothers, good Americans, good Christians.
As a young child, I didn't know there was anything unusual about this life. My
father and mother read us stories about their parents and grandparents, and it
was clear that both my father and mother had worked hard as children. Working
hard was what families did, what they always had done. Their work was
"family work," the everyday, ordinary, hands-on labor of sustaining
life that cannot be ignored--feeding one another, clothing one another, cleaning
and beautifying ourselves and our surroundings. It included caring for the sick
and tending to the tasks of daily life for those who could not do it for
themselves. It was through this shared work that we showed our love and respect
for each other--and work was also the way we learned to love and respect each
other.
When I went to graduate school, I learned that not everyone considered this
pattern of family life ideal. At the university, much of what I read and heard
belittled family work. Feminist historians reminded us students that men had
long been liberated from farm and family work; now women were also to be
liberated. One professor taught that assigning the tasks of nurturing children
primarily to women was the root of women's oppression. I was told that women
must be liberated from these onerous family tasks so that they might be free to
work for money…
Some have tried to convince us of the importance of
family work by calling attention to its economic value, declaring, as in one
recent study, that a stay-at-home mom's work is worth more than half a million
dollars.1 But I believe assigning economic value to household work
does not translate into an increase in its status or power. In fact, devaluing
family work to its mere market equivalent may even have the opposite effect.
People who see the value of family work only in terms of the economic value of
processes that yield measurable products--washed dishes, baked bread, swept
floors, clothed children--miss what some call the "invisible household
production" that occurs at the same time, but which is, in fact, more important
to family-building and character development than the economic products.
Here lies the real power of family work--its potential to transform lives, to
forge strong families, to build strong communities. It is the power to quietly,
effectively urge hearts and minds toward oneness…