My name is John, and I live in Kampala, Uganda. I am a father of four, and for many years, bringing up my children was a difficult experience because their behaviour kept getting worse. Although I provided them with food, clothes, school fees and other necessities, they hardly paid attention to what I told them.
My children had become very stubborn and disrespectful. Whenever I tried correcting them, they would argue back, disregard the rules at home and occasionally address me in an unacceptable manner. Even when their mother and I made efforts to guide and discipline them, they continued acting as they pleased.
Things became even more concerning as they entered their teenage years. My eldest son began spending much of his time moving around with friends, and his younger brothers and sisters started picking up the same habits. They had lost interest in doing household chores, while encouraging them to take their studies seriously had also become increasingly difficult.
I attempted several ways of changing their behaviour, including having serious conversations with them, taking away certain privileges and asking relatives to step in and offer advice.
Sadly, any positive changes were only temporary before they returned to their old ways. I became increasingly concerned about the type of people they would grow into if nothing changed.It was during this difficult period that a friend introduced me to.To read more, tap here n
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