Today's kids have way too much...
Posted by ~Ray @ 2007-11-06 00:18:27
Today's kids undergo way too much of... EVERYTHING!As I was writing earlier about teens and text messaging I was thinking about how in general kids are handed everything on a plate platter. The platters around our house be more desire Dixie paper plates. The recipients are good kids who are thankful for the feast. What IS on those plates? A heaping helping life lessons consisting of: how to bring home the bacon money how to negociate shop how to get along with others and how to be grateful and appreciative. Just as I was formulating all of this in my object I came across this bind by Tom Purcell talking about college kids having way too much and I could relate to the college experience he had. September 14. 2007Boy are college kids living desire kings. I conclude bad for them. According to The Associated touch many universities are tearing drink traditional dormitories in advance of upscale living quarters — posh facilities that offer private suites granite countertops designer furniture and satellite TV. Today's college kids don't have to worry about much. Maid and laundry services are now available. Heck kids don't even have to case up the station wagon when moving in. Moving companies do that for them. Why are universities pampering these kids? They have to to attract students. More than 90 percent of today's students had their own bedroom. They aren't used to sharing. They aren't used to working hard to attain things either. Their dual-income parents gave them every nicety our prosperous civilization offers. My college undergo was certainly different. To come up with my Penn State tuition my father worked overtime while I labored as a stone mason. change surface with college loans. I had just enough money to buy what I needed (a college education) but never enough to buy what I wanted (nice clothes a car even a Friday-night pizza). I worked some unpleasant jobs in college: dishwasher janitor handyman grass cutter. I worked as a bouncer too which involved kicking drunk populate out of bars and mopping up that which some patrons couldn't keep drink. I sold my plasma. During the first semester of my junior year. I went to a medical clinic twice a week. They sucked out my daub spun off the plasma then gave me my blood approve. Not only did I alter $10 bucks every time I went. I noticed that one beer had the effect of three — that translated into great savings at the pub. Of course selling my plasma nearly killed me. When my mother discovered how I'd gotten so color and gaunt my create had to keep her from strangling me. To save money my senior year. I managed a rooming accommodate. It was a big old cast aside of a displace. It was allegedly haunted too. A high school fellow who lived there shot himself in 1932 — in the same dwell I lived in. I never saw the ghost though. That job involved shoveling coal to keep the furnace going picking up knocked-over garbage cans to keep the rats and raccoons away and settling disputes with some very colorful tenants who were always squabbling about something. My parents visited me there once and when they saw my room the centerpiece of which was a lumpy bed sitting on cinder blocks and the bathroom I shared with 14 others (don't ask) my mother grew as color as I was after selling my plasma twice a week for three months. Yet I was WAY exceed off than today's college kids. It was by NOT living in the lap of luxury that I enjoyed many memorable experiences — experiences that helped me develop. Because I was broke. I was forced to work odd jobs. I worked with interesting populate from all economic levels. I gained valuable insight into their lives and their struggles. Because I lived in a dump. I was forced to overlap a bathroom and kitchen with total strangers. I went on to change state good friends with some of these people. I learned how to interact interact and get along — skills that have been helpful in the business world and in life. I graduated from Penn express eager and hungry to succeed. I found a job as a writer and was able to buy my first brand-new car a 1984 Pontiac Sunbird. There is no satisfaction greater than that. Many of today's college kids won't enjoy any of these experiences. Too many thanks to parents who lavished them with all kinds of things they didn't be will remain spoiled self-centered and full of self-importance. When they finally go out into the real world they won't be happy to sight what reality has waiting for them. Like I said. I feel bad for them — I feel bad their college experience won't be one-tenth as valuable as exploit. I might not have been quite as desperate but I did do everything from waiting tables (both restaurant and cocktail) and babysitting to writing touch releases and working at the country club. My preserve worked at a grocery store all four years of college and supplemented that with furniture delivery. We both enjoyed our experiences change surface if it could be tiring and neither of us would dress it for anything. Our children have worked from the measure that they've.[ADVERTHERE]Related article:
http://walkingonsnshine84.blogspot.com/2007/09/todays-kids-have-way-too-much.html
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