Yesterday, a facebook friend linked to Feminist Frequency's video discussing lego and gender (Part One and Part Two. Transcripts included in the links). In summary, the complaint is that Lego's new 'Friends' set, aimed at girls, is set firmly apart from what might otherwise seem to be a gender-neutral set: 'City'. Through their marketing, Lego are actually working to segregate the genders, by having clearly distinguished boys toys and girls toys. It's not their intent, they're simply following a successful model and did the research to back that up, but the presenter felt that they should be more accountable for the message they're sending out.
I am mostly in sympathy with the presenter here (can't say I agreed on every point), because this is an issue I ran into recently. Only not with Lego.
My son (who turned three in December) has recently got into Fisher Price's Imaginext. We have a few planes and some emergency responders and accessories. He loves them, and I was very taken by them as well, to the point that I wanted to invest in some more and build up a really good set for him to play with. Since all his figures were male, I thought a good starting point would be to introduce some diversity and look for some female figures. This proved somewhat harder than I anticipated.
Although Imaginext looked to me like a fun and gender-neutral toy, it turned out that all these sets were marketed to boys and all the figures were male, with the exception of sets themed on an existing franchise. So I can get a Catwoman figure, but not a female firefighter.
Bemused, I decided to look up Imaginext for girls, reasoning that such a successful line must have a girls' set of products, even if I've never seen them. That led me to Precious Places, a cheerful little fantasy line, with princesses, princes, leisure activities, cute animals and, yes, it's fair share of pink and purple.
There is an awful lot I could say here, but I am just going to save my tirade on what constitutes a girl's toy for another post, when my daughter's older. My current issue is that I have a son and a daughter. I would like to buy toys that both children can play with together. To, y'know, encourage a close relationship and to give them plenty of practice in cooperation. When I decided to try for a second child, my motivation was that a sibling was the greatest gift I could give my son. I am not going to create an arbitrary barrier between them just because that sibling was a sister!
Now clearly girls can play with boys' toys if they want to and vice versa. My brother used to play My Little Pony with me; I used to play Transformers, G I Joe and MASK with him (actually, I'm a fan of Transformers to this day, despite the best efforts of the recent movies). Similarly my son and my daughter are bound to have different interests. And there are studies showing that boys and girls do play differently, even at a young age.
Nevertheless, while my daughter might ultimately decide she wants to play with dolls rather than her brother's train-set, I don't want her to feel excluded from the train-set. And I certainly don't want to teach my son that girls have no place in action, adventure, motorised vehicles and emergency response.
Of course, there's always that marketing creed that boys don't want female action figures etc. They don't sell. I don't doubt that this has some truth (even if it is a sweeping generalisation) for older children, say, five and up. But my son hasn't quite figured gender out yet. He knows that there are boys and girls, but he doesn't really understand or care about the distinction (I have talked about the anatomy side of it on occasion, but I've not gone into any depth).
One of his favourite films is Lilo and Stitch, and he likes to pretend that Lilo is himself, repeating her lines and actions (Stitch is his sister--an apt piece of casting!). I was surprised that he gravitated towards Lilo and not the more exciting Stitch, but it makes sense. He doesn't watch many shows with an actual child character, and Lilo says and does things that he can identify with (particularly shouting "No!"). Her gender comes secondary to her age.
And of course, there's something rather wonderful about him being too young to be sexist or racist or any other form of bigot simply because he is genuinely blind to such differences. I know that won't last, but I would love to be able to take advantage of it by populating his toys with diversity. And, since he is not going to complain if one of his pilots has pigtails and breasts, why can't the pre-school marketed toys reflect that equality?
I should note that it's entirely possible that my son might turn out to be transsexual, but I'm assuming he isn't, due to statistical probability and the fact that he seems to act like all the other little boys of my acquaintance. Of course, if he is transsexual, that would be even more reason to avoid any gender barriers!
Let's take another example: Transformers. I'm not ready to introduce my son to combat storylines yet; I want to avoid the black and white morality of good vs evil, until he's old enough for me to discuss shades of grey with him. Hasbro recently brought out a Transformers toyline and cartoon for a younger demographic, featuring Autobots and human allies as emergency response units. This was right up my son's street, and he loves the cartoon.
All the robots in this line are male, but the cartoon features a woman as a helicopter pilot. Much to my disappointment, the toyline uses different human characters, all of which are male. To Hasbro's credit, you can buy female Transformers in the line for older children. Of course this sets up the irony that they're now trying to reverse an attitude that they are instilling in the children to start with!
At first glance, I thought the solution to my problem would be to buy products for both boys and girls and blend them together, but as I found with Imaginext, that isn't entirely straightforward. I could probably use the princesses and carriages from Precious Places with some of the other Imaginext fantasy sets, but my son isn't into fantasy, and the long dresses would preclude the princesses from fitting into his planes, even if I was willing to stretch reality.
Lego would seem to have an advantage here, since you can pop a female head onto a firefighting body, and ta-da! One female firefighter! Their Friends line doesn't help this by having completely different figures, but a few female figures from the basic line could at least be recycled.
The real problem however is the colour coding. I don't have any problems with my son playing with pink and purple toys--he's quite fond of the colour pink, and always chooses the little girl in a pink outfit as his playing piece when we play Snakes and Ladders. What I object to is that this colour scheme (along with sea green and white as needed for contrast) has been set aside specifically for little girls and doesn't reflect the real world.
So Montessori influence creeps in for me here. We have a metal pan and a wooden spoon for the play kitchen instead of plastic ones, because that's what Mummy uses in the real kitchen. I certainly don't use pink utensils, or wear a pink apron, and when I use a hammer or screwdriver, I use the same ones Daddy does, and they're not pink or purple or anything but very utilitarian in appearance.
One of the toys we already have is a ramp for the Fisher Prices Wheelies... a range of chunky plastic cars with rolling wheels and a (non-removable) driver. The two cars that came with it both had male drivers which I named Jensen Button and Lewis Hamilton after the F1 drivers. I decided to buy a couple of girl cars to complement the set, and immediately ran into the problem that while the male-driven cars were all in colours approximating what you would find in the real world (if somewhat brighter), the handful of female cars were in the market-approved colour scheme. I ended up getting a plum race car and a sea green 4x4, consoling myself that at least the vehicles weren't dainty (their drivers were dubbed Thelma and Louise).
Thinking back to my own childhood, before we got into My Little Pony and Transformers, my brother and I both played with Playmobil. Casual research on that shows a similar issue with certain sets marketed to boys and certain marketed to girls, although encouragingly, only the magical castle line is bombarded with the pink and purple. All the modern sets use colours appropriate to the real world. Even the boys' sets seem to have female characters, although they're still very much a token character in a male dominated line.
This kind of segregation is what sets the gender bias apart from the racial bias. It's also tough to find
action figures of different colours (in many cases, much harder than
finding female action figures), but at least the black characters are
fully interchangeable with the white ones. Girls' lines are quite literally set in a world of their own.
Imagine if this did apply to race as well. Imagine if stores not only had sections for boys' toys and girls' toys, but separate aisles and colour schemes for toys for black children too. Doesn't sit comfortably does it?
The London toy-store, Hamleys, recently responded to pressure from parenting groups by neutralising their layout, and grouping toys by interest rather than which gender they're aimed at. (I've not been round Hamleys in years, but I'm dying to go now and check it out). I'd love to see this trend take off with other stores. You can still have a fashion doll section, but wouldn't it be great to have a fantasy section (where princesses and unicorns were allowed to rub shoulders with knights and dragons), or a city life section where dollhouses and leisure activities were next to emergency vehicles and construction?
However, when it comes down to it, toy companies aren't just marketing to boys and girls... they're marketing to us parents, and we're also responding well to the colour coding and gender segregation. The companies aren't selling female characters to three year old boys because they won't buy them; they aren't selling them because their parents won't buy them.
I don't consider myself to be on a big gender neutral crusade nor to be doing anything particularly unusual with my children. But I will acknowledge that I'm in the minority for waiting to distinguish the genders (in play anyway; I can't say I'm putting my son in a dress nor have I opted for unisex names!), and that I too am susceptible to the advertising status quo.
Ultimately, I believe it's something worth stopping and thinking about. When I decided to try for a second child, my motivation was that a
sibling was the greatest gift I could give my son. Am I to
create an arbitrary barrier between them just because that sibling was a
sister?
For more on this subject, here's an excellent article by Peggy Orenstein: Should the World of Toys be Gender Free?
PS I've realised that when making comparisons to racial diversity in toys, I only referred to black characters, omitting the other races. Obviously, this is a post about gender in toys, not race in toys, but I regret the implication that black characters are all we need for diversity. This is perhaps its own comment on the presentation of racial diversity in toys...
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Tuesday, 28 February 2012
Wednesday, 28 December 2011
Toy explosion
This is my fourth Christmas since having my son, and I thought I'd become used to the fact that the influx of toys (including his birthday presents) meant some major reorganisation. I even prepared a little in advance for it this year, buying a bunch of fabric baskets and making plans for where I could put new storage units.
What I failed to grasp was that having two children was going to make the chaos that much worse. I got a Kindle for Christmas, and I haven't even touched it yet, since I've been too busy trying to find a place for everything new!
In retrospect, I should probably have taken this into account when drawing up the children's Amazon wishlists (with most of our family abroad, this is the easiest way for them to send gifts). With my daughter in particular, I felt she didn't need many baby toys, because she'd inherited all of her brother's. So I focused on other things that she would get some enjoyment out of now but would have more value as she grew older. For example, the crawl-through tunnel. She adores tunnels, and this is something that both children will be able to play with for years to come.
Downside of this is that such presents tend to be large. The tunnel might fold down flat, but it's not exactly something I can put on a shelf!
Still, it's been fun. I've gone a little stir-crazy at times, but it's been fun playing with everything, and I'm definitely making progress with where everything's going now.
One benefit to the reorganisation chaos is that we've had a lot of empty storage tubs floating around, and I've been able to observe my daughter spontaneously and happily transferring toys from one tub to another on several occasions (also, posting her little playpeople through the handles). That's a fun little milestone!
Today it finally occurred to me to use this activity to my advantage, and I put an empty bin by the table where we have our Fisher Price nativity set. My daughter likes to take Mary, Joseph et al and drop them one by one onto the floor before scooting off to the next interest. I'm hoping that she'll start dropping them in the tub instead. Best case scenario: once they're all collected in the tub (instead of skidding across the hardwood floor), she might then put them back on the table. Otherwise, at least they won't be strewn across the floor.
One thing I always tell people is that they don't have to stick to the wishlist. I love putting it together, researching the kind of toys I value and know how to get the most out of, but I don't want my children to miss out on something because I hadn't seen it or didn't think much of it. One of my big beliefs is in multiple adult influences; I'm the primary caregiver, the guiding voice, but I want my children to be exposed to several points of view.
The drawback of my principles is that after every Christmas / birthday, I always have to deal with the fact that my children have received toys that I consider a complete waste of space. I have very firm views on what does and doesn't constitute a good toy (as I expect most parents do), so it's a struggle to see the kids playing with something that makes me wince.
Still, however much I might hate it, the kids generally love it, and I don't want to over-rule them about toys unless it's something that I genuinely consider morally objectionable (hasn't happened yet, though I suppose it might do as they get older).
Case in point, the Big Loader. This is a bit of a cheat, as I don't really hate the toy, but this was one my husband picked out, so he knows my objections to it already, and thus I'm free to make them public.
Anyway, my husband had this toy as a child, and he was suddenly reminded of it shortly before Christmas. He promptly bought it for our son, despite my objections that we already had presents for him. It's a fascinating little toy, but it's entirely motorised. You switch it on and watch it. I felt that at this age, our son was better served with toys that he could push around the track, not to mention the small parts problem with a mobile and curious baby.
My fears proved fully justified as one of the first things my son did once he figured out the on/off switch was to turn it off and carefully manoeuvre the vehicle through the complete cycle by hand (something that it's not designed for, which means a lot of dropped balls). Meanwhile, whenever it's out, I spend half my time hauling my daughter away from it, and how we haven't lost one of the smaller-than-a-marble balls by this time, I don't know.
On the other hand, my son loves it. My husband gets a kick out of playing it with him. Also, this is one toy that my husband picked out himself, something that he doesn't get to do very often, and this is the wrong season to deny anybody the pleasure of giving. And while the practicalities of it are causing me a great deal of stress, even I am hypnotised by the thing once it gets going.
In the end, they're having fun and that's the main thing. I don't want to confine my children to my view of appropriate play, so even though I'm a dyed in the wool toy snob, every toy we're given will be put out on the shelf to be played with. I'll probably have to do a Goodwill run eventually, due to the sheer number of them now, but I'm determined not to give away anything they actually play with.
What I failed to grasp was that having two children was going to make the chaos that much worse. I got a Kindle for Christmas, and I haven't even touched it yet, since I've been too busy trying to find a place for everything new!
In retrospect, I should probably have taken this into account when drawing up the children's Amazon wishlists (with most of our family abroad, this is the easiest way for them to send gifts). With my daughter in particular, I felt she didn't need many baby toys, because she'd inherited all of her brother's. So I focused on other things that she would get some enjoyment out of now but would have more value as she grew older. For example, the crawl-through tunnel. She adores tunnels, and this is something that both children will be able to play with for years to come.
Downside of this is that such presents tend to be large. The tunnel might fold down flat, but it's not exactly something I can put on a shelf!
Still, it's been fun. I've gone a little stir-crazy at times, but it's been fun playing with everything, and I'm definitely making progress with where everything's going now.
One benefit to the reorganisation chaos is that we've had a lot of empty storage tubs floating around, and I've been able to observe my daughter spontaneously and happily transferring toys from one tub to another on several occasions (also, posting her little playpeople through the handles). That's a fun little milestone!
Today it finally occurred to me to use this activity to my advantage, and I put an empty bin by the table where we have our Fisher Price nativity set. My daughter likes to take Mary, Joseph et al and drop them one by one onto the floor before scooting off to the next interest. I'm hoping that she'll start dropping them in the tub instead. Best case scenario: once they're all collected in the tub (instead of skidding across the hardwood floor), she might then put them back on the table. Otherwise, at least they won't be strewn across the floor.
One thing I always tell people is that they don't have to stick to the wishlist. I love putting it together, researching the kind of toys I value and know how to get the most out of, but I don't want my children to miss out on something because I hadn't seen it or didn't think much of it. One of my big beliefs is in multiple adult influences; I'm the primary caregiver, the guiding voice, but I want my children to be exposed to several points of view.
The drawback of my principles is that after every Christmas / birthday, I always have to deal with the fact that my children have received toys that I consider a complete waste of space. I have very firm views on what does and doesn't constitute a good toy (as I expect most parents do), so it's a struggle to see the kids playing with something that makes me wince.
Still, however much I might hate it, the kids generally love it, and I don't want to over-rule them about toys unless it's something that I genuinely consider morally objectionable (hasn't happened yet, though I suppose it might do as they get older).
Case in point, the Big Loader. This is a bit of a cheat, as I don't really hate the toy, but this was one my husband picked out, so he knows my objections to it already, and thus I'm free to make them public.
Anyway, my husband had this toy as a child, and he was suddenly reminded of it shortly before Christmas. He promptly bought it for our son, despite my objections that we already had presents for him. It's a fascinating little toy, but it's entirely motorised. You switch it on and watch it. I felt that at this age, our son was better served with toys that he could push around the track, not to mention the small parts problem with a mobile and curious baby.
My fears proved fully justified as one of the first things my son did once he figured out the on/off switch was to turn it off and carefully manoeuvre the vehicle through the complete cycle by hand (something that it's not designed for, which means a lot of dropped balls). Meanwhile, whenever it's out, I spend half my time hauling my daughter away from it, and how we haven't lost one of the smaller-than-a-marble balls by this time, I don't know.
On the other hand, my son loves it. My husband gets a kick out of playing it with him. Also, this is one toy that my husband picked out himself, something that he doesn't get to do very often, and this is the wrong season to deny anybody the pleasure of giving. And while the practicalities of it are causing me a great deal of stress, even I am hypnotised by the thing once it gets going.
In the end, they're having fun and that's the main thing. I don't want to confine my children to my view of appropriate play, so even though I'm a dyed in the wool toy snob, every toy we're given will be put out on the shelf to be played with. I'll probably have to do a Goodwill run eventually, due to the sheer number of them now, but I'm determined not to give away anything they actually play with.
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