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NJCardFan
03-18-2010, 08:54 AM
Came across this on Nealz Nuze (http://boortz.com/nealz_nuze/index.html) and thought it was great. It comes from Charles J. Sykes who wrote a book that I must get called Dumbing Down Our Kids: Why American Children Feel Good About Themselves But Can't Read, Write, Or Add and these are rules for High School students. Here they are:

Rule No. 1: Life is not fair. Get used to it. The average teen-ager uses the phrase "It's not fair" 8.6 times a day. You got it from your parents, who said it so often you decided they must be the most idealistic generation ever. When they started hearing it from their own kids, they realized Rule No. 1.

Rule No. 2: The real world won't care as much about your self-esteem as much as your school does. It'll expect you to accomplish something before you feel good about yourself. This may come as a shock. Usually, when inflated self-esteem meets reality, kids complain that it's not fair. (See Rule No. 1)

Rule No. 3: Sorry, you won't make $40,000 a year right out of high school. And you won't be a vice president or have a car phone either. You may even have to wear a uniform that doesn't have a Gap label.

Rule No. 4: If you think your teacher is tough, wait 'til you get a boss. He doesn't have tenure, so he tends to be a bit edgier. When you screw up, he's not going to ask you how you feel about it.

Rule No. 5: Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your grandparents had a different word for burger flipping. They called it opportunity. They weren't embarrassed making minimum wage either. They would have been embarrassed to sit around talking about Kurt Cobain all weekend.

Rule No. 6: It's not your parents' fault. If you screw up, you are responsible. This is the flip side of "It's my life," and "You're not the boss of me," and other eloquent proclamations of your generation. When you turn 18, it's on your dime. Don't whine about it, or you'll sound like a baby boomer.

Rule No. 7: Before you were born your parents weren't as boring as they are now. They got that way paying your bills, cleaning up your room and listening to you tell them how idealistic you are. And by the way, before you save the rain forest from the blood-sucking parasites of your parents' generation, try delousing the closet in your bedroom.

Rule No. 8: Your school may have done away with winners and losers. Life hasn't. In some schools, they'll give you as many times as you want to get the right answer. Failing grades have been abolished and class valedictorians scrapped, lest anyone's feelings be hurt. Effort is as important as results. This, of course, bears not the slightest resemblance to anything in real life. (See Rule No. 1, Rule No. 2 and Rule No. 4.)

Rule No. 9: Life is not divided into semesters, and you don't get summers off. Not even Easter break. They expect you to show up every day. For eight hours. And you don't get a new life every 10 weeks. It just goes on and on. While we're at it, very few jobs are interested in fostering your self-expression or helping you find yourself. Fewer still lead to self-realization. (See Rule No. 1 and Rule No. 2.)

Rule No. 10: Television is not real life. Your life is not a sitcom. Your problems will not all be solved in 30 minutes, minus time for commercials. In real life, people actually have to leave the coffee shop to go to jobs. Your friends will not be as perky or pliable as Jennifer Aniston.

Rule No. 11: Be nice to nerds. You may end up working for them. We all could.

Rule No. 12: Smoking does not make you look cool. It makes you look moronic. Next time you're out cruising, watch an 11-year-old with a butt in his mouth. That's what you look like to anyone over 20. Ditto for "expressing yourself" with purple hair and/or pierced body parts.

Rule No. 13: You are not immortal. (See Rule No. 12.) If you are under the impression that living fast, dying young and leaving a beautiful corpse is romantic, you obviously haven't seen one of your peers at room temperature lately.

Rule No. 14: Enjoy this while you can. Sure parents are a pain, school's a bother, and life is depressing. But someday you'll realize how wonderful it was to be a kid. Maybe you should start now. You're welcome.

Rule #1 is my particular favorite and one that the left needs to learn.

PoliCon
03-18-2010, 10:14 AM
:D I have these posted in my class room. I've only had one complaint - and numerous compliments from parents. I personally like #2 myself.

Megaguns91
03-18-2010, 10:28 AM
:) awesome. Words that every kid needs to digest.

My dad summed it all up for me when I turned sixteen: "Get a damn job!"

noonwitch
03-18-2010, 12:27 PM
I heard "Life's not fair" every time I asked for a privilege my older brother had had at the same age. Except driving-they trusted me more than him because I was a girl.


That all ended when I was 18 and home from college for the summer. My mom tried to give me a curfew (and midnight, at that), then let my 16 year old sister out of the house, after she tells mom"I'm going out with my friends, I'll be back sometime after 2 am". The city law said she was supposed to be in by 11, a fact I pointed out before telling my mom I'd be back some time after Coral Gables closed.

Nubs
03-18-2010, 01:25 PM
I heard "Life's not fair" every time I asked for a privilege my older brother had had at the same age. Except driving-they trusted me more than him because I was a girl.


That all ended when I was 18 and home from college for the summer. My mom tried to give me a curfew (and midnight, at that), then let my 16 year old sister out of the house, after she tells mom"I'm going out with my friends, I'll be back sometime after 2 am". The city law said she was supposed to be in by 11, a fact I pointed out before telling my mom I'd be back some time after Coral Gables closed.

Wow, you really dated yourself here.

noonwitch
03-19-2010, 07:56 AM
Wow, you really dated yourself here.



The only reason we went there was because they served minors.

Gingersnap
03-19-2010, 09:03 AM
My folks didn't believe in promoting 'self-esteem'. They figured that it would come along naturally if I ever bothered to learn some skills and make better decisions. ;)

fettpett
03-19-2010, 08:49 PM
The only reason we went there was because they served minors.

ha, if you were in WI you could have drank at 18, my mom went out to CA when she was 18-19 and her cousins were bitching that they couldn't drink, she's like big deal, i've been able to. this was in 78-79.

Also in WI you can go to the bar with your parents and drink as long as your parents buy the drink and give it to you. till you're 18, after 18 can't drink till 21...stupid Feds and their highway money

Sonnabend
03-20-2010, 02:38 AM
1: Be nice to nerds. You WILL end up working for them. We all WILL.

Fixed.

Some years ago, a group of us from work decided to had to the local hotel / pub fopr lunch (here in Aus a lot of the local hotels have a dinner / lunch section and MAN is it goooooood...(hot food on a cold day mmmmm..ever had a hot fresh cooked and tender steak sandwich washed down with a cold Coke? :D)

Anyway, Pete flicks me a look, and eyes these two girls at the nearest door. (Pete was one of our coordinators, and always spent time with the floor teams..if you dont know where the bottleneck is, you cant fix it. Great guy, scary ties....:)) as each guy comes in, they're making comments like "loser "mummy's boy" "dag" ( a dag is what hangs off a sheep's bum, in Aussie terms a slur at someone who isnt well dressed and "cool").

Charming....and they're dressed like...well, you work it out....

I roll my eyes, Angie, across from me, (she knew the pub owner and was well aware of his short fuse) facepalms and sighs "Oh shit..." Then it happened,,a guy came in with two others. The guy himself is sharp enough, well groomed etc, grey shirt, blue pants, glasses and (an an Aussie fashion), jumper tied round his shoulders.

As he passes one of the girls comments "loser"

and......yep

You guessed it.

He heard them.

We expected an argument, but all he did was glance at them, shrug and walk to his table. A week or so later, I ran across a photo of the guy.......a multimillionaire stockbroker.

Nerd today...your boss tomorrow.