Konecni Family

Current state: After short peripetias when our family searched for the direction of her pilgrimage and kept moving through the Czech towns (Brno, Prague) we came to conclusion that we and our children would do best in a village. We purchased an old house in Vysocina near Bystrice nad Pernstejnem which we are trying to reconstruct as we live in it, and at the same time be faster than the ravages of time which consume both the house and us relentlessly.

Our family then consists of the Mom, Dad, and 8 kids.

Daddy Simon

is trained theologian but after 21 years of studies he came to conclusion that the best way to serve God is to take care for the weakest. So he chuck the gown up, left the pulpit, and at the moment he uses his theological and pedagogical training for raising children--both his own and adopted ones. In his free time he teaches English. Should someone be interested in his musical or academical carrier, here it is.

Mummy Alena

is absolutely normal Mom who suffers with the feeling that after 14 years of house-wifehood she cannot think and she has nothing to put on. She holds the positions of a manager, cook, seamstress, scrubwoman, taxi driver, and educator. In her free time she likes to write gibbers like this one.

Our Children in the Order of Their Coming:

Dominik (1995)

is hard-working assiduous teenager who has somewhat strange perception of the world thanks to his ADHD and dyslexia. By this he enriches our daily routines very much and at the same times he drives us crazy. He is the lord of our puppy Hugo and horse Jarmanka. She is his pet and teacher at the same time. He wants to become a smith.

Berenika (Berenice 2000)

is introvert and a senzitive little soul with the power of a tornado (when she gets angry). Her paintings are beautiful and since she loves to care for others she wants to become a doctor. Budgerigar Modrásek ("the Blue One") belongs to her and she cares for him diligently.

Denisa (2000)

came to our family in almost age of two (in 2002) from the Orphanage Brno--Hlinky. Her incorporation into the family was relatively complicated, see Don´t Shine in My Repro! Now she is joyful and communicating little girl, attending the second grade of the Special School. By the court decision we have her in a "wardship care" since 2008 (which means that we can, for example, apply for her passport or publish her photos), before that, since 2002, it was "foster care" (we could do practically nothing formally, officially for her).

Julie and Mikuláš (Nicolas 2004)

Sprightly twins pretty much resembling the Weasley twins of Harry Potter. Especially Juli is worth two boys and there is no tomfoolery in which she would not have a hand. She is unbelievably physically fit, she was not even two when she started skiing, since the age of three she can swim. Mikuláš is more "analytical," inquiring, deep (and slow) thinking. Right now he is excelling in writing song that the whole family sings. Current hit is "When the Cars Are Dirty." Click here for PDF of music with Czech lyrics.

Alžběta (Elisabeth 2006)

is our youngest and the most spoiled little Benjamin.

Patrik (1997) [the law prohibits to publish the photos]

came int our family in the summer 2008 from the Children in Danger Funds' (Czech: Fond Ohrožených Dětí) home for children needing immediate help "Klokánek" ("Little Kangaroo") in Brno. It is thoughtful and zealous boy who loves animals. In the past, however, he has received many blows below the belt which he will eventually have to face and handle. He is excited to live in a village. He turned to be the keeper of the llama Laila of which he takes a good care, and he dreams about his own (draught) horse. He loves soccer which he plaqys on a regular basis, and has a nice relationship with his brother Tom.

Tomáš (Thomas 2004)

is ubelievable and uncontrolled torpedo. He came to us together with his brother Patrik. From the "Little Kangaroo" he brought along the pills for calming down but we decided to discontinue them and to handle his hyperactivity for ourselves. Thanks God his character is merry and conflictless, he also shows a wonderful ability to get to terms with many things quickly ("I don't mis my Mom but she misses me. But she has not chosen me and you have chosen me so I am now here.")

So Tom is now here and we hope that he would like it. As well as the other children, too.

So many children? And today? In the Czech Republic?

People often ask us how in the world we can handle so many kids in these days. They say we cannot possibly provide for them materially, meet the needs for development, and even emotionally satisfy in the same level as if we had let's say just two.

The very term "provide in these days" is strange. What does it mean? What the norm dictates. (What is the norm?) appearently THAT WHAT EVERYONE HAS. All those who wish to be adrift with the wide stream and not to depart from it. Is it then brand-named clothes, mobile phones, computers, free-time activities like tennis or languages? Is it spending time at bowling, on a vacation at the seashore in summer and in the mountains in winter?

We do not think that this is the norm that ought to determine the quality of life. It only shows the measure of the affluence of our society.

After all: When else besides these very days did people live better? Our grandmothers (yes, just two generations ago!) had to boil the clothing diapers on a tiled kitchen stove, they washed them in hands and rinsed them in a creek; they ironed them with a hot-coal-fed iron (one wrong move and you could wash it again), 30 diapers a day for each baby, whereas we just throw the used diaper into garbage. They brought the water for both cooking and washing from the well -- we just turn the faucet. When they wanted to warm the milk for the children's breakfast they had to first milk the cow or a goat (which means muck out, bed down, feed them, and wash their udder), then heat up the stove (which includes preparation of wood and clear out the ashes). We just pull the milk out of a fridge and put it in the microwave. Time saving at least an hour (measured by a grandma who races like an ant). Not mentioning the washers, dishwashers, detergents, supermops, and central heating. And we should not forget that they warked on the field, with the animals, at the factories, on farms... And they had many children. Without medical care, cars, hypermarkets, daycare centers, sanitary towels, TVs, PCs, often without solid shoes and winter clothing, without school aids. No, today we really have nothing to complain about.

We do not share the conviction that affluence is the best way to raise the kids well. Forming habits like work, the necessity to share (toys, room, but also parents), respect for others, ability to wait for the satisfaction of one's needs, respecting the older and tolerating the younger, having compassion with the suffering of somebody else (although he irritates me greatly when he takes my toy car) -- these are the stimuli which form human heart. Not the computer, TV, mobile phone, not even the French class with the super teacher.

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