Kids - What Can Be Done About Them?

A Stodghill Says So blog:
In an exchange of emails today with fellow mystery short story writer Leigh Lundin I mentioned something the high school kids at Muncie Central did back in the 1940s. When they made up book titles supposedly written by prominent figures in town it was not a project sanctioned by the school.
I recall a few of those titles. There was The Yellow Stream by I.P. Freely and The Open Kimona by Seymour Haires. If they heard about this, I don't suppose I.P. or Seymour were amused.
Then there was my favorite. The imagined author was judge of the Circuit Court and a member of the city's leading family, the Balls. In an unseemly and irreverant display of levity the kids came up with The Cat's Revenge by Claude Ball. Clearly a display of contempt of court.
When they weren't engaged in such immoral activity the kids sometimes went jitterbugging. This nasty style of dancing often saw the male toss his partner high in the air so that everyone in the hall saw her underpants. Assuming she was wearing any. So upset were they by this that some school officials cancelled scheduled dances.
This sort of behavior was shocking to parents, most of whom had grown up during the Roaring Twenties. Their own parents had been outraged when girls quit wearing ankle-length dresses and soon were not even wearing knee-length dresses. Along with these flimsy outfits, they rolled their stockings down and knotted them just above or below the knees. As if that weren't enough, many of them scorned the wearing of anything beneath the flimsy dresses. Then when their boyfriend would help them climb up on the back fender of a car in order to enter the rumble seat they sometimes would say, "You didn't see anything, did you?"
Her companion could honestly answer, "No." He hadn't seen anything, he had seen everything.
And the way they danced! The Black Bottom, the Charleston. Shocking.
In the 1950s a popular song asked this about kids: "Why can't they be like we were, perfect in every way?" But time marches on. Parents and school officials today are stunned to learn what kids are texting and posting online. The type of dancing favored by kids, rather mild by past standards, is leading some school officials to cancel scheduled dances. Where have we heard that before?
It just seems hopeless, doesn't it?

I think the best way to deal with children is taxidermy.

Nothings changed much then Dick.

I've done some research and couldn't find any reference to someone being born an adult. For those who hate kids it would appear they try to dismiss their childhood.
Now I've heard about immaculate conception. Now I'm confronted with immaculate adulthood. I have a problem with believing either.

I do believe that kids will be kids. They will irritate adults since it reminds the adults how they once were. And, around puberty, they begin to like the opposite sex. Sounds rather normal to me.

lin wrote:

I think the best way to deal with children is taxidermy.

Lin,
I had to look this one up as my vocab is dismal:

"Taxidermy : the art of preparing and preserving the skins of animals and of stuffing and mounting them in lifelike form."

I love kids. The world would be a very dull place if they didn't do all the funny things they do

I think I was one onnce, hehehe

Hairy,
When I was younger I used to hate adults for one reason above all others. They never smiled, cracked jokes or giggled!

Now your all grown up. Do you really hate yourself?

No. I try to hang out in forums like this where everyone's still similing, cracking jokes and giggling!

Dick giggling?

Dick is funny!

(As in amusing)

Ahad, I like your posts and I like your picture, but you don't seem to be smiling or giggling or telling a joke. Could it be that you have become one of those adults you didn't like?

Dick, on the other hand, has a picture that clearly shows his comical side. (That photo is meant to be funny, isn't it Dick?)

Of course it is. You should see me when I'm feeling serious.

I knew it. Of course in another thread, I just admitted that I am drinking beer, so I didn't know if I was seeing all that well or not.

E. Don Harpe wrote:

Ahad, I like your posts and I like your picture, but you don't seem to be smiling or giggling or telling a joke. Could it be that you have become one of those adults you didn't like?

I'm too shy to talk about stuff like that. I wish I was more of an extrovert.

Kids make wonderful old folks--if they live long enough.

Enjoy their energy and perspective. Kids are great!

I love kids.



Carol

I love kids, too, but we have one at the tutoring center we have nick-named Jeklyll and Hyde, because we never know which personality we will be dealing with from session to session. When he's bad, he's much like the little-girl-with-the-curl-in-the-middle-of-her-forehead bad.

Ann