Monday, December 17, 2012

For My Generation

When I was a child, we said the pledge of allegiance every day at school as written with our hand over our hearts.

We knew not to curse or we would be sent to the principal's office.

We knew if we got into a fight or threatened another student, we would be suspended, and our parents would whip us or ground us when we got home.

We walked the streets alone at the age of 10 because we knew which streets to stay on, which streets not to go near, and to leave our parents a note letting them know what we were wearing when we left, what time we left, what time we would be back, and who we were with.

We learned in first grade what to do if a family member touched you inappropriately, if a kidnapper tried to approach you, or if you saw a suspicious stranger.

We knew not to touch our parents guns, and that said guns were only to be used by policeman and responsible adults, unless they were being used for hunting with an adult or were of the bb/paintball variety.

We had these things in schools called mentors, and programs and special housing for children who were at risk, from rough backgrounds, or had mental/personality disorders.

Parents need to take responsibility for raising their children correctly, like our generation was raised. Our generation was NOT raised to be a bunch of sloppy, lazy, irresponsible, rude people. We were the last generation as a whole that I have seen to be raised with manners, respect, street smarts, and common sense.

Bring back kindness. Don't forget your roots. Because if you forget them, than every future generation will as well.

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