Human Kindness Lost
My mom raised my sister and to be independent. I think in part because our dad passed when we were small and my mom saw a long road ahead for all of us. So, that is why my sister and I don't really like to ask for help from anyone unless it is REALLY needed. And of course, all of the people in family who would actually help are all in heaven, no longer on this earth. My grandmother always said that if you can help a person help them. She always did. If you were hungry she fed you, if you needed clothes you got them, a ride she was there. Her father and mother were also like that also. My sister and I were raised the same way.
So, that brings us to the generation of the 20 somethings. My sister's youngest son is 25 soon to be 26. We call him "High Class" basically because he thinks he is "above" everyone else. He has more "class" I have no idea where he got that notion but I am thinking from the high school he went to and possibly grade school. Back then, everyone kept saying that his school was one of the best. It was in a small city and people were under the illusion that it was a great school, greater than all the rest of the schools in the world. It was not. It was just a regular school like any other school in any other given city. But nonetheless he had a lot of school pride. I am not knocking that. But, somewhere down the line he became full of himself whether it was from school, friends, or whatever else. Somewhere he lost all human kindness and any willingness to help anyone but himself. And along the way he became a person that I guess can see the future in his crystal ball.
I don't know exactly when this happened, his coldness towards lending anyone a helping hand. Maybe he thought that he never got one so the hell with everyone else. Yes, he got a college degree along with millions of other people in the world, yes he got a job, in his words, "A paper pushing job? at the school he graduated from and yes he has an apartment with a roommate in Southern CA. I am not knocking him for any of that either. What I am knocking him for is his attitude and his coldness especially towards his mother and his short slightness towards the future. I will admit at another place and time I was 25 too. I had a job, a degree, my own place, a boyfriend, but no roommate. I paid my rent myself. I didn't see too far into the future either. But, the big difference was that I helped when others needed it. If my mom needed anything I was there, big or small. There were no well...speeches to her and no looking into a "crystal ball" and saying no because I see this and that.
I can look into my "crystal ball" now somewhat and tell him that as he goes through his journey in this world for how ever long he is on this earth he is burning bridges that might not ever be fixed and one day he will look back and say what he should of and would have done but it will be too late. He won't understand this now. He is all about him and will believe that we are just old people running our collective mouths and that he knows this and that. He doesn't now but he will. If he makes it 25 more years, because we are not promised any years on this earth, then he will be walking in shoes that he never thought he would be. And I wish him luck and hope that his 25 year old son or daughter does not loose human kindness and become a "know it all jackass" as my grandmother uses to say.
So, that brings us to the generation of the 20 somethings. My sister's youngest son is 25 soon to be 26. We call him "High Class" basically because he thinks he is "above" everyone else. He has more "class" I have no idea where he got that notion but I am thinking from the high school he went to and possibly grade school. Back then, everyone kept saying that his school was one of the best. It was in a small city and people were under the illusion that it was a great school, greater than all the rest of the schools in the world. It was not. It was just a regular school like any other school in any other given city. But nonetheless he had a lot of school pride. I am not knocking that. But, somewhere down the line he became full of himself whether it was from school, friends, or whatever else. Somewhere he lost all human kindness and any willingness to help anyone but himself. And along the way he became a person that I guess can see the future in his crystal ball.
I don't know exactly when this happened, his coldness towards lending anyone a helping hand. Maybe he thought that he never got one so the hell with everyone else. Yes, he got a college degree along with millions of other people in the world, yes he got a job, in his words, "A paper pushing job? at the school he graduated from and yes he has an apartment with a roommate in Southern CA. I am not knocking him for any of that either. What I am knocking him for is his attitude and his coldness especially towards his mother and his short slightness towards the future. I will admit at another place and time I was 25 too. I had a job, a degree, my own place, a boyfriend, but no roommate. I paid my rent myself. I didn't see too far into the future either. But, the big difference was that I helped when others needed it. If my mom needed anything I was there, big or small. There were no well...speeches to her and no looking into a "crystal ball" and saying no because I see this and that.
I can look into my "crystal ball" now somewhat and tell him that as he goes through his journey in this world for how ever long he is on this earth he is burning bridges that might not ever be fixed and one day he will look back and say what he should of and would have done but it will be too late. He won't understand this now. He is all about him and will believe that we are just old people running our collective mouths and that he knows this and that. He doesn't now but he will. If he makes it 25 more years, because we are not promised any years on this earth, then he will be walking in shoes that he never thought he would be. And I wish him luck and hope that his 25 year old son or daughter does not loose human kindness and become a "know it all jackass" as my grandmother uses to say.
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