Damn. I'm 62 and you sound just like people from when I was a teenager.Exactly like them.I bet your grandfather said pretty much the same things.
So, actually, how important is this sh*t?
Pretty..........................................
You could be my kid sister. I never met my grandparents, they were all dead before I was born.
And it sails directly over your head.
Naw...I'm just jesting wit ya...and playing your silly game.
The racism is strong with this one. Were you also a member of the KKK?
Nope, that would be a hate group...and I'm not a hater and never aligned with any hate groups....like Democrats.......I'm just a realist.
They're eight. At best, they're going to do a half assed job because they want to go play with their friends and just want to get things done as quickly as possible and not worry if things were done well.
I tried that with my Dad......didn't work, he'd make me do it over and do it right, or I didn't
get to play with my friends. I learned that lesson early on and did it good like it was my own business....and reaped the rewards.
The majority of kids nowadays, are soft and don't have a clue of what hard work and discipline are all about....unless they play a sport.
By the time I was 8, I could mow a lawn, pull weeds, rake leaves, trim hedges and shrubs, plant a garden and keep everything alive and growing for the summer. I was washing windows inside and out, vacuuming the carpets, dusting and polishing floors.
I had several cap guns, including a Fanner 50, knew how to aim, fast draw from a holster(one handed or two) and the detailed operation of same. I could name any car on the street at 3 years old and attempted to drive one when I was 6. By 10, I was talking the neighbors into letting me drive around the block. The first one was a 1953 Studebaker, followed by a '53 Pontiac and a '50 Plymouth.....then my Dad found out and whipped my butt with a razor strap. I didn't try it again until I was 12.
We didn't need a cell phone, or a computer, we had plenty to do. Oh ya, at 10 I fixed a complete breakfast one Saturday morning for my parents(bacon, eggs, toast, coffee and orange juice), before they woke up and served them breakfast in bed.
What did most of my classmates do at home, most of the time........why played of course, with a few mild chores.
Do you get my point yet?