Don’t Give Us The Old “we were bored” Bunk!

Published: Thursday, September 5, 2013 at 09:14 AM.

Even as we moved into the teenage years and learned that Niagara was more than just a starch, Hollywood was a real place and the world extended beyond our city limits, we didn’t sit down and wring our hands at what we might be missing. We dove into the surroundings at our disposal with all the gusto we could muster. For some, it was high school football and basketball. The FFA Club had those cool blue jackets and they never stopped searching for a better way to grow soy beans. Our school band might not have actually stopped traffic by its size, but nobody out marched them, or played with more pride.

And listen, here’s the kicker, you know how we had been making fun of Susie, Pam and LaRenda for years? Remember how Vicki and Emily used to chase us down and thump us on the head and shoulders! Well, a strange metamorphous was taking place. I got to calling Jane Hill.…..and talking algebra! When Charlotte Melton rode that big horse by the house, I’d climb aboard like I was born to the saddle. I accidently wound up sitting by Ruth Ann Wiley in church week after week.

We turned sixteen and they let us drive! Holy Cow! You talk about a whole ’nother avenue! The ball games weren’t confined to the field next door. No more walking to town! We could comb our hair back and cruise the Dairy Bar in style! We discovered good looking girls in Huntingdon, Camden and Trenton. 

If a teenager calls himself bored in this country today, he either ain’t too bright, or he doesn’t have his looking glasses on.

Life holds so much for them. The knowledge, information and eye-opening opportunities are endless. And the boundless energy of youth should be poised and ready to dance with a few stars. America, with all its faults, is still an extraordinary special place for growing, learning and living. I would trade places with any of them in a heartbeat. Just think of the possibilities…….

The world, literally, is at their fingertips. There is no reason for them to be angry, upset, insolent, mean, unlearned, racist, bewildered or just plain loco. And yet, we read and hear of some horrific decisions a few of our youth are making today. My heart bleeds for them. Surely we haven’t given them too much too fast. Surely we haven’t left them too often to their own devices. Please tell me we haven’t ignored or misinterpreted their cries.  

And surely we haven’t stood by while some of our young people “virtual realitized” themselves right out of reality.

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