Ancient Wisdom

Yesterday was my birthday.  I don’t feel old.  I have Ancient Wisdom!

Our son turned 39 last month if that gives you any indication of how old I am.

I work with college students.  They are 18, 19, 20, 21 and 22-year-olds.  They are young.  They walk around with things called earbuds in their ears.

I have to wonder if they are aware of their surroundings, if they are damaging their hearing, and if they are listening to anything worthwhile.  Well, the listening part might make them happy, smile, or laugh.  Hopefully, they aren’t listening to anything that will make them angry.

While they wear earbuds, I wear a hearing aid.  While they dye their hair various colors, I watch my turn grayer by each passing day.

 

They are full of youthful energy and dreams.

But, alas!  I am full of WISDOM!

Those young folks have nothing on me.  Even though I feel ancient compared to them, I have “been there, done that.”  I have traveled the world and lived in a foreign country.  I have seen more births and death than they can ever imagine.

I wonder if any of them have ever read the classics or would they know anything about J. D. Salinger, F. Scott Fitzgerald, William Faulkner, James Joyce, or Jack London.

Then again, they may wonder if I know anything about Game of Thrones, Star Wars, Here and Now, or Silicon Valley.

I do have to admit that some of the things the young folks watch on television, Netflix, etc., is not my cup of tea.

But no matter.  I know how to fill out a loan application, file my taxes, fill out a census form, buy a vehicle, renew my drivers license, apply for a passport, request copies of birth, marriage, divorce, and death records.

I know how to do laundry, cook, and sew on a button.  Yes, these are things that college students have asked me over the years to teach them because they didn’t want their mothers knowing they couldn’t do it.

And, I know how to read cursive hand writing.  Yes, I have had to teach college students how to read cursive hand writing so they could do their job.

I could ramble on, but for now, I will stop this blog post and say…I am truly happy to be considered by some as the little old woman (who is going gray) who is ANCIENT.