It’s that time again, they kids are
out of school and they are experiencing the much deserved (?) time off from
school (seemingly the bulk of which they have already missed due to snow in the
Northern Virginia Area). Now the little
and not-so-little tykes can free themselves from the bond of lackluster public
and overpriced private institutions of learning so they can explore time with
family and friends and learn real life lessons…in a week…hmm, okay.
Remember when we were young and we
had our own spring break? A week seemed like an eternity. We woke up whenever we wanted, perhaps went
on a camping trip with the family, and maybe went to an amusement park,
anything we wanted. Life was a collection of fun moments with nary a
responsibility in sight. Much like the beloved comic strip Calvin and Hobbes,
are days were spent outdoors causing mischief and doing things that are
considered ancient history by now.
Things like Kick the Can and Freeze Tag and Hide and Seek…all ancient
history. And you know what? That’s okay.
We all
remember the ‘good ‘ol days.’ You know, when we begin to tell our kids just how
much our generation was the pinnacle of modern civilization and how much, how mind-bogglingly
much their generation won’t amount to a hill of beans compared to us. But here
I sit thumbing through an old yearbook from Oakton High School, or Navy
Elementary or Franklin Middle School and the though just struck me like a
clowder of cats being shot at me by a high velocity cannon: Things weren’t all
that great back then either. In my case,
it was the 1980’s and 1990’s.
Okay,
okay, I know. I was a nerdy kid…hmm, wait, no. Nerdy would imply I was a good
student. Far be it for me to lie in a blog so I’ll just say I was a geek. I had
nerd tendencies just not the motivation to earn me the nerd merit badge by
being great in school. But as we look
back, we didn’t have any of the sophisticated video games back then (Yes, I had
an Atari 2600 and yes I had ET and yes, it was butt-awful), music was a bunch
of hairbands and only a handful were great. Clothes consisted of jeans and
surfer shirts, even though none of us could surf.
Granted,
the toys were the best, He-Man, GI Joe, Transformers (the old kind, kiddos) all
were fun, all were great, and all would have psychomoms calling for their
manufacturer’s head due to their safety inconsiderations. And we were happy. And Playgrounds? Heck, we
had playgrounds full of splinters and nails sticking out of them and not one kid
died. We used to have contests to see how far we could be thrown off the tire
swing and still be able breath without a tube.
We won most of the time.
But aside
from toys and playgrounds, today’s kids outclass us all the way. I mean they
are smarter…perhaps due to the whole tire swing idea we had when we were there
age, they have a faster sense of humor than we did in the old days and they are
able to understand complex thoughts like how to actually keep score during a
sports game when all the teachers and parents are too afraid to admit it’s an
actual completion.
So,
kiddos, don’t let old farts like me tell you kids today are nothing like the
kids back in the ‘good old days.’ To
quote a Billy Joel song, “The good old days weren’t always good, and tomorrow
ain’t as bad as it seems.’
Until Next Time,
Be Good or Be Good At It!
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