What is spoiled, anyway?

Is a “spoiled” child one who has an abundance of material things, plus spending money that they don’t earn, like for doing chores? Or is it one who always gets hir own way?

Children want things. They want their own way. Part of the maturing process is learning that you can’t have everything you want, whether it’s material or abstract. But is the act of asking automatically a “spoiled” characteristic? If the child whines, sulks and throws a tantrum, are they spoiled? Even if the parent doesn’t give in?

My family was poor when I was a child. Not food-stamp poor, but we were struggling. My parents gave me some things, but I didn’t get toys or other stuff often, mostly on Xmas and my birthday. Still, I got labeled spoiled by certain people. Like, once when I was leaving an activity, I think it was junior orchestra. Two siblings were going to Friendly’s (burgers and fries as well as ice cream) with their mom, and I begged my mom to let us accompany them. She said no, and the other mom rolled her eyes and said, “Don’t spoil her like I’ve spoiled them.” How is it spoiling your kids to let them eat out once in a while? I was hungry; I was at that age when you grow at the speed of light, and I wanted, for once, not to go home to Sweep Steak (don’t ask, but it wasn’t steak!) and canned peas. Plus, I had no siblings and lived in a neighborhood with no kids, and I would have liked to go to a kid-oriented eatery with other kids. Is that spoiled?

I learned early that when my parents said “No”, they meant “NO”. Better to establish that up front, I realize now, then to use material things as blackmail, like “We gave you that so you’d better toe the line.” And I took better care of my stuff, what I did have, because I had less of it. My sister thought I was spoiled because I had a walkman when I was 11. Big deal. My dad was a gadget freak, and got me one to keep me away from his. Anyway, my sister should talk.

Her son, Brad*, lived with her and her alcoholic husband (his dad) until he was three. When they divorced, they lived with another guy, Denny, for a few years, and the two of them made Brad into a little tin god. They also didn’t have much money, but they never said no to him, because they were trying to “make it up to him”. Whatever “it” was. I’ve seen this phenomenon since then: kids who wear rummage sale clothes and watch black and white TV, but are still spoiled in the sense that their tantrums bring the whole household to a halt. Still, that also may not be spoiling, if they’re reacting to tension in the household. Somewhere along the line, Denny exited, and Mark came in. He became Brad’s stepdad, and he was genuinely abusive. Now Brad didn’t know whether to shit or go blind. One minute, he gets dinner in front of the TV every night so he doesn’t miss Inspector Gadget, then all of a sudden it’s “Eat your beans boy. Eat your beans or I’ll stuff 'em down your throat.”

I’m reminded of dialogue from Roseanne. Roseanne, the character, was an abuse survivor, and Roseanne, the performer, claims to be. In one episode, her late father’s mistress says, “He always regretted that he spoiled you so.” R says, “Well, if you mean ‘spoiled’ as in ‘wrecked’…” Brad was definitely spoiled as in wrecked.

Getting back to what I said about earning privleges: In high school, many of my peers didn’t lift a finger around the house, or they did the easiest chores, all the time grumbling as if sweeping the carpet was slave labor. I kept the household running while my mom worked, and I still got no credit. My mom did give me a rather elastic allowance, but she would still yell “spoiled” if we had a disagreement. The way I saw it, I should have been getting a set rate for the work I did (some people in our neighborhood hired outsiders to do what I did). Now I know there are people here who won’t agree with me on that. But at the very least, she shouldn’t have acted as if I did nothing to earn my keep and was ungrateful. I did, and I wasn’t.

So what is “spoiled”?

My mom has a cousin named Panfilla . My mom is always talking about how “spoiled” she was. Her dad would even carry her around because she didn’t feel like walking and this was a preteen. She was twelve. Mother said they gave her everything she wanted and never disciplined her. I would say that was spoiled. Or maybe her parents gave her everything since she was saddled with such an awful name.

My mother will still call someone Panfilla if she thinks that person is acting bratty or spoiled.

Oh, man. I opened this with my food microbiology text at the ready. I have a one-track mind.

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It’s true, I’m totally spoiled. I’m not whiney, or sucky, but I’m spoiled for sure.

One thing I think is really funny is that my Grandpa thinks that my brother is spoiled. Now I don’t see that (unless you mean how Mom treats him but we’re talking about him and Dad). You see I think it is because my brother has all these nice clothes, a cell phone and all sorts of nice things. But he pays for them all himself (or most of them). He is only 15 but he has a part-time job and a lot of what he has access to isn’t his but is rather my dad’s or my dad’s girlfriend’s or her son’s.

Mom spoils my brother though that is for sure. Not nescessarily monetarily or with goods but when we were living with her anytime he had a temper tantrum everything stopped. A number of times we had to drop everything and nearly physically hold him back because he refused to listen to her about such things as going out at night (around 10pm in winter, and in a not too great part of town) when he was 11.

The strange thing is is this is the same boy, just two different parents and styles.

For me spoiled is when they are either:

A) Handed everything to them without earning it. Mainly done with physical goods or not having them do chores or anything, allowed to be completely lazy.

B) Allowed to throw a tantrum without suffering consequences for making a spectacle of themselves or for doing something wrong.

There are many ways of spoiling a child. They have to learn they can’t get their own way all the time and to earn things, though the odd treat isn’t bad. It’s when they come every week is when things are overdone.

I know for a fact that when I was younger Mom spoiled me. I was lucky enough Dad was there to counter some of it, and also that I am mature enough to know when I take advantage it. (I grew fairly good at manipulating Mom into giving me what I want. But I learned to never use my powers unless I truly truly needed it.)

Maybe that’s what he doesn’t approve of. Not saying I agree with this mindset, but some people think kids are automatically spoiled if their elders have nice things and they have access to them. Like if a kid watches cable, he’s spoiled, because he wouldn’t be able to watch it if his parents didn’t pay. :confused:

Or maybe grandpa is doing an uphill-both-ways: video games didn’t exist when he was 15, so all These Kids Today are spoiled because they have video games. Maybe a measure of spoiledness is a kid who has everything better than his peers, and beyond that, is smug and possessive. As a kid in the Depression, my mom knew a girl whose father was a doctor and gave his little girl everything he could in the way of dollhouses and such. “But I wouldn’t call her spoiled,” my mom said, “because she always let everyone else play with them. Even when someone broke a cup from her tea set, she didn’t get mad.”

Grace: Panfilla? How does someone get named Panfilla? Mother’s maiden name?

I take the use of “spoiled” to mean one of two things:

  • to allow one child of several to have privileges above and beyond those of his siblings (or peers), whether earned or not. This includes getting material rewards or being allowed to become unruly.

  • a term that parents like to throw around when they are having a temper tantrum about a child that, to them, is having a temper tantrum.

In either case the term is usually used by the envious party to try to insult the “spoiled” person.

Speaking from my own experiences with my siblings, I was spoiled by my mother, my brother was spoiled by my father. My sister was just plain spoiled. And my youngest brother was left to his own. The only time the word was used was when we got in arguments, when one party or the other wasn’t getting their way. And if you notice my sentence, the only person who didn’t get spoiled was my youngest brother, who actually did get spoiled in that he wasn’t expected to interact with the family in the same manner as the other 3 children. And we can’t all be spoiled at once, or can we? So for me it’s all a matter of perspective for the event in question.

I think I was saying something like that: no matter what you sacrificed for the privilege, it can still be used against you.

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Yes, that’s something I should have mentioned. It really cracks me up when parents call their kids spoiled. Uh, who spoiled them, then? Oh, their other parent. Or the stepparent. Or grandma/pa. Anyone but you, right?

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I appreciate your insight! But I’m unsure what you mean about your youngest brother. What same manner?

me.

but the youngest is alway the most spoiled. and perfect.

i think spoiled means that you get what you want from someone able (or not so able) to provide it. and, i don’t think there is anything wrong with that if you learn to appreciate everything you have, and the person who gave it to you. and: don’t be a bitch about it and flaunt your gifts, that’s just rude and unnecessary-share them.

I don’t think you were spoiled. Some don’t understand what it’s like to grow up in a house like you or I did, Rilchiam.
{But, I’m confused. I’ve re-read your post to understand this. You say you had no siblings, but you had a sister? Please clarify!}

Spoiled is a relative term as measured in the eyes of the beholder. The kids in my school overtly reeked of it! Not just spoiled, but outwardly mean to those “beneath them” in their not-so humble opinion. I was very lonely drowning in this brat sea of spoilage. Even THE ONE girl, of whom I once thought I knew soooo well, was just a BIG covert spoiled brat to the nth degree - the absolute worst kind! Just a “Daddy’s girl” who could get whatever she wanted…no exaggeration. She couldn’t appreciate one god damn nice thing I did for her…she expected it, to say the least. I was too blind and stupid to see that spoiled brats come undercover like this, too…in all shapes and sizes. I didn’t see the silver spoon in her mouth until I felt the unforgiving sting from the handle of that giant spoon wacking me “upside the head”, as a friend of mine would say.

Then, there’s my rich “let them eat cake” aunt who thought I was a spolied brat…just because I wasn’t slaving away day and night like Cinderella. (Yes, I had my daily chores along with homework - resulting in little leisure and few friends.) My mom would claim I was spoiled in the sense that I didn’t have things as hard as she did growing up. Our situations were different, but neither she nor I were born with a silver spoon in our mouths. But, being spoiled in Mom’s eyes is all relative, too…no pun.

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  • Jinx

D’oh! I always stumble over that! What I meant was, I had no siblings at home. My sisters were 12 and 17, respectively, when I was born. I’m leaving out a loooooong story of dysfunction, but by the time I was in kindergarten, both had left. The younger one hit the road 70s style, and was incommunicado for a long time; the older one, who set up house in a nearby town, is the one who called me spoiled.

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My dad was grumbling once about “When I was 15…” My mom overheard this and snapped, "When you were 15 (1943) there was a war!