Village Petstore and Charcoal Grill
I once went to a seminar on death and dying, the seminar focussed on how to introduce/discuss the concept with children. It opened with a comparison of what used to happen when we were just "Savages" (the whole family including the children would gather around the dying person to let them know they are not alone, will be remembered and ease their passage from this world) to todays "civilised" approach (we ship them to a hospice or nursing home or find them on the floor in their units weeks later) and tell the children (insert name here) has gone to a better place. Barbados? The Gold Coast? Rio?
I once went to a seminar on death and dying, the seminar focussed on how to introduce/discuss the concept with children. It opened with a comparison of what used to happen when we were just "Savages" (the whole family including the children would gather around the dying person to let them know they are not alone, will be remembered and ease their passage from this world) to todays "civilised" approach (we ship them to a hospice or nursing home or find them on the floor in their units weeks later) and tell the children (insert name here) has gone to a better place. Barbados? The Gold Coast? Rio?
There is a disconnection between life and death that few adults, much less children, rarely encounter, and when they do, varying degrees of trauma ensue. In truth the cycle of death is as natural and inevitable as life.
We even hide it in our day to day consumerism. I came across the following Banksy website which is elucidating and cringe-worthy (in a self awareness - What the hell are we doing? way)
I might become a vegetarian?
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