Living in a Different Age

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So I made my daily pilgrimage to Target this week to get groceries and I became involved in a conversation with the cashier who appeared to be all of 15 years old. We were discussing how busy the store was when the topic of discussion changed to Christmas shopping.

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Hello! How can I help you?

We were discussing how it is never a good idea to buy clothes, especially for women, because there is danger both ways in buying something too small or too large. The grocer then informed me she only buys clothes for her baby. *Cut to surprised look on my face!

She then explained a story to me where she bought her little sister some expensive boots which little sister wasn’t apparently too fond of. Instead, little sister was much happier with the new cell phone she just received. I then commented, “We must be living in a different age.”

Apparently, my idea was lost on her.

“You’re right,” she continued.

She then further explained to me how her little sister was given a certain phone when she was in the 3rd grade while she only received her first one in 5th grade. I’m assuming the phone she received wasn’t as evolved as the one her sister was given.

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Hello Kelly! Meet me at the Max!

“I got my first cell phone when I was 22,” I explained, “and the only reason I got it is because I bought it!”

“Oh,” she exclaimed!

I”m worried about this current generation. When did we start giving things to our children of making them work to earn them? There is a certain satisfaction and appreciation with working to earn something I am afraid we are losing.

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4 thoughts on “Living in a Different Age

  1. My niece is so technologically advanced already and she is only 7. She taught my mom how to use the iphone because she always played with her moms. Its a sad world. Children are getting phones, tablets and laptops all before they have a need or use for them. I got my first cell phone in 7th grade. People around me had them, but my Mom didn’t want me to until I was older. But then one day i got stuck on the school bus alone with the driver who was rumored to be a sex offender and I received one. Reason being for pure safety though. I cant imagine what it is going to be like when I have children and what the expectation will be.


    • I can respect that there are perhaps different challenges that young people face today that perhaps I didn’t in my time. I can certainly respect there are different challenges facing males and females in the world. I’m not opposed to parents providing things to their children but I don’t approve of them giving them things. It may seem like semantics but it isn’t.

      My father provided me things but there was an expectation that I would uphold certain responsibilities such as my grades, not getting into trouble, attempting to win scholarships, and household chores. In time, this made me appreciate what I had with the understanding I could lose it anytime and if I didn’t care for it, I wouldn’t get another. I also learned the value of hard work and sacrifice. I wanted to work and got my first job just after turning 16 and have had a job basically since then. It taught me that I could work to earn the things I wanted as well as everyday social activities such as team work, respect for others, courtesy, and selflessness. I actually worked so much that my father made me quit the job I had because I was nearly working full time and going to school full time. I picked up a less demanding job shortly thereafter.

      Sadly, today I see parents wanting to be their children’s friends. Your parents aren’t your friends. They are your parents. Their role should change in your life as you age from someone to tell you what to do into someone to be able to provide guidance to you. Parents want to do everything for their kids under the guise of protecting them but they are ruining them. They won’t be able to live on their own and not only physically take care of themselves but deal with the emotional aspects of life. I still see children in their 20s and 30s whose parents come and rescue them from every little thing that occurs to them in life. As I said, they believe they are helping them, but they aren’t.

      Our parents won’t always be there one day. For some of us, that time is already now.


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