Posted on 07/14/2018 7:02:38 PM PDT by vannrox
Do you remember what it was like going to High School in the 1970s? I do. I most certainly do. In fact, the older I get the more removed that I am from it. As time passes, it starts to look like some kind of a scene from “The Twilight Zone”. The truth is that the kind of life that I had growing up is really alien to the way kids grow up today. That is worrisome, and it really concerns me.
When an American intern comes in to work for me, I am stunned just how absolutely helpless they are. They do not realize that they must go to work before the start of the working hours, and cannot leave until the workday is over. They don’t realize some of the most fundamentals regarding self-initiative is totally missing from them. American kids today are robots, or maybe zombies. They need and expect constant supervision. They are afraid to do anything.
Now this only pertains to my American interns.
The interns that I get from Germany, France, Singapore, and England are just fine. What is wrong with America? What are they teaching in schools there? Ugh. I think that I will devote another post to cover that subject. As it is truly alarming.
Whenever I berate an intern about something that they did wrong, I often use examples from my childhood. I use them to illustrate key points. Such as, [1] you need to eat breakfast at home before you come to work. [2] Showers are not optional. [3] Don’t check your Facebook when you are in a meeting with the boss. [4] Lunchtime is for one hour, and long lunches are not an option. As well, as a pet peeve of mine, [5] you must
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I have 3 brothers, all of us about 2 years apart.
It took a whole loaf of Wonder Bread & peanut butter & jelly EVERY school to make our lunches. My brothers could eat 2 or 3 of such sandwiches. Plus an apple, most of the time. Got the milk out of the cooler for 5 cents.
I work in a very special field now.
The new people are few and far between. Being on time is a biggie. We tend to hire 35-60.
“Back in the 60’s, I had to walk uphill 10 miles in the snow to get to school, then another 10 miles uphill to get home.“
Me, too. And then came the winter...
“Thanks for the memories”.
In many ways senior year 1965 was much like 1970’s We had an ice cream man who drove an ice cream truck; we had no milk man (country living until 5th grade) Milk men made their rounds, but the bottles were left on the porch at the door. We played cowboys and Indians with toy guns, even had access to a fort in the back yard. Bikes were wheels and pedals. No skate boards, but, rather, roller skates. Summer evenings would find neighborhood kids on the front lawn with transistor radios gossiping, lounging on a quilt as they watched the world pass by.
Thanks for posting this article. Fully agree that kids today don’t hold a candle to the kids of days gone by.
You hated filmstrips? Why?
1st and 2nd grade was a walk to school and stopping by the gas station, 5c frozen pops. Lunch was 15c. Mom would give us a Qtr each
“a ONE ROOM Grade school.”
I’m several years younger but I lived the first 5 years of my life across the road from a one-room school just like you described. This was in southern Kansas, 1955-60. I used to look across the road longingly when those kids were out for recess and look forward to the day I’d be there with them.
Unfortunately, that was not to be. We were living in a house provided by my dad’s oil company employer so he could be close to the work on the oil field lease. They decided to sell the house and have it moved off the lease. They wouldn’t let my folks buy the house so we moved to town and I never got to go to a one-room schoolhouse. The old schoolhouse was closed as a school in 1963, IIRC.
I did, however, get my one-room schoolhouse experience a couple of times in my elementary years. My first-grade class was combined with a second-grade class so there was some of the older helping the younger. Also, my 4th grade teacher turned out to have started her teaching career at that very schoolhouse across the road from my first home. She ran that classroom like she was still working with a diverse age group. Every day was a series of challenges with students on teams for math, spelling, etc. Mrs. Johnson would be run out of town on a rail today for the way she created competition and everybody knowing who was best.
My 21 year old is kicking it hard at his summer internship, shows up bright and early, stays late. His friends are also hard workers and students. One is in the armed services. They were all athletes in high school, and they have work ethic, morals, just good kids. Many have conservative parents, at least politically. But I love the millennials I know! They have a lot of interests and I don’t remember being as serious and as hard working myself at their age.
2- Never look directly into an arc welder.
3-Keep your hands away from a grinder.
4-Don't piss off a teacher who is trying to show you how to make a living with your hands after you leave High School.
Something that is not taught in school anymore!
The entire school was lined up in the gym and got the shot. No permission forms, no questions asked - you just got in line and took the shot.
Part of the problem is that some of these kids are 3rd generation of families where no one has ever held a steady job. Grandma never worked, Momma never worked, and the babydaddys sure as hell never had a job.
The system needs to get vocational skills back into the schools.
Our country has enough libtard counselors.
No that was the shots during 1954-55 56 after that there was a red drink...
I was 5 that 1st year I still remember the big kids telling us we didn’t see the kids at the front of the line coming back out of the door because the adults were killing them...we did hear blood curdling screams...
actually they were being sent out of another door at the back...
That was a terrifying experience for us lil uns at the back of the line...
That was a terrifying experience for us lil uns at the back of the line...”
Not if I was your teacher-—I had 1st grade,and the school went to 6th grade-—I was 22,a new teacher, and my class was the only one where not one child cried.
We prepared for weeks ——not a whimper from any of them.
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Simple, we 70’s kids were educated by the Greatest Generation and finished with school before Department of Education screwed it up.
Permission forms were certainly required where I taught——every parent signed with one exception,the father was a physician and gave the shot to his son.
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I agree with mears that there are good kids out there, where we probably vary in our opinion is the portion of them that are and have turned out wrong, and in the degree of helplessness we see in them.
This is funny video though, and one of the things people seem to be unable to do these days is to laugh at themselves.
Walking to/from elementary school it was necessary to cross railroad tracks. Parents had drilled into us that we ALWAYS stop, look both directions before taking our first step across. And, of course, NEVER begin until the ‘gate’ was up once again. We were to never cross those tracks anywhere but the sidewalk which ran parallel to a street heavy with traffic. A convenience store was right by the tracks, on the corner. A few blocks further up the tracks was an old country store which sold penny candy. Walking home we’d stop at the convenience store and by the time we arrived at the old country store, the soda would be gone. Then it was time for a piece of candy :-)
School’s beverages were milk, orange juice, water. There was no tea, coffee, or sodas. The teacher’s lounge might have included a vending machine, but uncertain of that. No gum chewing in any class or you might find yourself wearing it on your nose.
We had Christmas plays and assemblies. When living in the country with a much smaller school, do remember we attended several live Nativities for several years. The Pledge and The Lord’s Prayer were recited each morning at the start of the school day.
Hehehe...it must have been the "ding" from the record when they had to switch to the next frame!
"DING!"
People just don’t realize how close we are to when the vaccines that changed the world came into being. Polio was still paralyzing people in the 50’s and 60’s.
We eliminated so many deseases, and the democRATS have allowed them to reoccure through unlimited illegal immigration.
Just pray your grandchild or great grandchild does not have to suffer through an illness that the US government got rid of, and then brought back.
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