The PEEPSHOW presents BITS + PIECES #8 / Day 2



While I must admit that my own childhood was in no way picture-perfect, and in fact painfully far from, thankfully my parents, and perhaps the cultural mores of that time, seemed to encourage self-reliance and independence. Besides graduating from little-boy 'shorties' to big-boy long-pants at a now forgotten age, the transition from tween to teen was marked by (finally!) getting an adult bicycle on which boys attending my small high-school located near the sea would commute back and forth each morning and evening, and for those who lived relatively close, at the lunch break at 1130 am.  It never occurred to me that some kids would prefer to remain untouched and unmoved by the world without, all this in the closeted comfort of the back seat while being shuttled by Mom (or Dad or the over-taxed Nanny).  Too often, much too frequently to my way of thinking, I meet teenagers who can't seem to fathom that learning a bike route, or a bus schedule, or the subway system, is a step into adulthood (and independence, as well as self-dependence).  I'd love to see them lift their faces up, leave the electronic games sitting on the floor, and look outside the tinted glass-windows, and learn to: read a map, and the stars; recognize, as well as realize the 'nuances' that separate the privileged from the less fortunate; mail a hand-written letter, polish their shoes, and move beyond cutesy courtesies to really, really understanding what it means to say PLEASE, and, THANK YOU for all the goodness, that (to some) has become sadly banal.

And to all the devoted blog readers, my sincerest THANK YOU for your continued interest and support.


PS:  Todays's soundtrack is BLUE SIX's Music & Wine (


Anonymous said…
I couldn't agree more. Your comments about today's teens are incredibly perceptive, and arguably we should encourage independence from even a younger age.
iris white said…
so true, i should not say anything, being a sheltering mother as well. a good friend told me years ago that her son is walking to school, rain or shine. i decided my sons do the same. driving them to school became some sort of punishment, they enjoy this walk so much. when on rare occasions i do drive them, it's amazing to see how many kids are being chauffeured every morning, living close by and missing out on that first encounter with nature and a moment to themselves...i guess. what do I know? Maybe they do love that talk with mom or dad every morning while they are on their way to work. Just saying.

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