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Sunday, March 16, 2008

Kids

I'm reminded of the song from Bye Bye, Birdie that goes "Kids.... why can't they be like we were/ Perfect in every way/ What's the matter with kids today?" The scary fact is that the occasional misfits notwithstanding kids today are probably way better than we were. So what if the occasional study by a group of old fogeys tells us they don't know who the Speaker of the House is, nor where Zambia is located, they're more aware of what's going on in the world and far more tolerant of differences. They're intelligent, funny, and interesting. I have the pleasure of working closely with a group of high school kids as a coach, and the only thing that nags at me is the knowledge of the sorry mess of a world the older generations are leaving them.

7 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

You never can tell who you might meet online these days... Jeremy I guess... is no exception! LOL

Couldn't agree with you more John re generation Y. What they lack in curriculum based knowledge they more than make for in overall "saavy"... most have a good sense of the world and their place in it... something we sure didn't have.

2:52 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

oops... make that "savvy". Bit early here...

2:55 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Jeremy's mother might finally have that nervous breakdown. Jeremy remains my favorite. Well done, John C.

7:54 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Great gorilla! Back in 1951 I ran the concession stand opposite the gorilla enclosure at The Brookfield Zoo ( Chicago) Suzy would shower ruminatively spread sand over her arm and then throw it in the faces of the assembled crowd. She would then wait for the group to change. roger

3:48 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

So funny Roger... no longer any doubt about who was behind the door when the brains were handed out! LOL

7:09 AM  
Blogger John M Crowther said...

Roger, I bet you remember as I do going to Ringling Brothers Barnum and Bailey way back when and seeing Gargantua. He was fearsome, but I weep today thinking about that magnificent creature cooped up in a rolling cage year after year.

7:59 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yes I remember feeling bad about that, especially since we had a male silberback,raised from an infant in special quarters at the chicago Lincoln Park zoo. Bushman had a much better life with Marlin Perkins of zoo parade to watch over him. roger

8:18 AM  

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