Have you ever felt so tired that you have actually been drugged with fatigue? That is how I am feeling these days, due to my incredibly rigorous schedule of Helping 2 Clients A Week With Spanish. Apparently wrangling those reflexive verbs will really take it out of you.
So lately my mind has just been all over the place, and occasionally I just go in and skim off whatever random thoughts have floated to the top.
Like the fact that my 3rd grade teacher just retired at the end of this school year. That frightens me a little, because if the people who taught me and my generation are now retiring, that means that we are now going to be The People In Charge Of Things. And I don’t really know if that’s a good idea, because I know us. And we are kind of scary.
We are the people who spent our entire 3rd grade year playing with “The Empire Strikes Back” action figures inside our desk in lieu of doing any actual schoolwork. We are the people who may have graduated medical school, but who will always be remembered in my mind for carrying around a tin of snuff in their back pocket and spending all of 9th grade English with their feet hooked around my chair while jerking me around and making suggestive sexual noises. We are the people who are about to apply to law school and be charged with upholding the laws of our land, despite having spent most of college breaking said laws through excessive underage drinking and operating various watercraft while highly intoxicated.
I was 13 when that Whitney Houston song came out that proclaimed that “children are our future”, so I kind of feel like we’re the future about which she was speaking. And apparently the future is now. You just might not want to look at it all that close up.
I’m just saying.
You know Jenny Ryan? Today is my friend gretty’s 40th birthday and that along with your post and the glaring reality that the future is now has inspired me to adapt the belief that 40 is the new 12. And im already there…
Oh, I love what crse said….I am 44…soon to be 45…so that makes me 16…gulp 17 years old. Okay, forget that! I never want to be those ages again! Maybe go to some of the concerts that I went to back then…and play with some of the substances that I could get my hands on back then…that would be tons o fun!
I hate to be drab…but here I go. I love being this age….the older I get, the betta I feel. I think that it is time that we took charge of things. I am ready! Bring it on!!!!!
We might just do a dandy job:)
Though I think if we left the world to the teenagers…they would do a damned fine job themselves! SO, either way, we are good to go:)
Fun post!
I know just what you’re saying! Sometimes I am with my kids and I keep having the thought, “I cannot believe I am the grown-up in this situation.” Same thing when they handed me my daughter to leave the hospital when she was born: “Wait! Are you crazy?! We can’t be trusted with a newborn!” The world with us in charge? Scary! But, I don’t guess we can screw it up any more than the current generation has…cold comfort.
Well…I was in Jr. High when Empire Strikes Back came out….and I was in college when Whitney was singing her little (then) drug free heart out about how Children are our future…so all I can say is…
Jenny, if you’re that young, I’ll be the burden on society that you’ll have to take care of when I’m old.
Happy Tuesday! :)~