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| Senior Member Join Date: Oct 2007 Location: New York
Posts: 2,348
| This may very well explain what's wrong with America's youth |
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| Senior Member Join Date: Jul 2007 Location: Alabama
Posts: 291
| Quote: This is exactly why my wife and I got married 1 year ago, are having a baby, and are having my wife be a stay at home mother. Nobody is raising my youngun but my wife and me. | |
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| Senior Member Join Date: Oct 2007 Location: Plymouth, MI
Posts: 309
| i have to agree with you, i was raised by a village though ,my parents are pastors so when i do something bad i have to awnser to almost everyone haha. Nothing like thinking what your 20 parents are going to do if they catch you to make you think twice |
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| Senior Member Join Date: Oct 2007 Location: New York
Posts: 2,348
| genwinters, I know what you mean. My mother was an RN and one of my town's school nurses (not assigned to my school, thank heavens!) All the way through elementary school there were four of us in my class who had parents who worked for the school system: a girl whose mother taught music; two brothers whose father was the principal at another elementary school; and me. In junior high I got into the music program and we (all of us played band instruments and/or the piano) added a boy and a girl whose mother worked as a keypunch operator or the school system, and a girl whose cousin taught science at our school. (And, heaven help her, her cousin drew her for biology! That was no fun at all!) And in high school we added a girl who was a national-class flutist whose father was the general counsel for the school committee. We hung around together and we all agreed that having parents who worked for the school system sucked on ice with musical acommpaniment. You always had to be neatly dressed, lessons prepared, reports filed on time, perfectly polite, properly behaved, and if you got in the least little bit of trouble your folks knew about it before you could tell them your side of the story. Not exactly like being raised by a village like a preacher's kid, but it's close. It was a relief to finally graduate and go off to a school where nobody knew my parents! |
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