I once went on a date with a girl who confessed she hated old people. I’m not sure how it came up in conversation; but she listed ‘uncontrollable bowels’, ‘wrinkles’ and ‘that, you know, um, funny smell’ as the three reasons she couldn’t stand being around anyone over eighty.
It didn’t matter that she ticked every other box on my wish list, the fact she couldn’t see the benefits of being mates with an older person left me puzzled and pissed off. (OK, it didn’t help she spoke to my dog like a baby).
You see; one of my life theories is that for every hour you spend talking with an elderly person – you’ll learn one new life lesson, therefore saving yourself extra stress and strain down the track.
It’s all in the numbers. An eighty-year-old has an extra sixty of life experience than I do. So, why can’t I just try and learn from all of their past mistakes and save myself making the same ones. They’re like portable versions of Wikipedia. That’s why this entire debate about employees needing to be bribed to hire older people has me puzzled.
Sure, I understand that friendships between teeangers and oldies aren’t all that common – but once you push through the obvious differences, you quickly learn that we’re all the same. It’s also important to remember to be patient and respectful. If they’re someone you’ve just met, chances are it will take them time to start sharing facts. If your own grandparents aren’t around, visit a local nursing home and become a volunteer. Or you can even spend time with a PROBUS or LIONS club.
I’m not embarrassed to admit that I’ve spent more time in nursing homes than the average twenty-year-old. No, don’t worry, I don’t just show up. Even though a nurse once threatened to call security because I’d been hanging around the medication room for so long. The truth is I thought it was a bathroom and was waiting for someone to come out.
But with my three of my own Grandparents marched down the sterile corridors and into life’s metaphorical waiting room over the last few years, as a regular visitor, I’ve met dozens of fascinating residents and carers.
I even worked as a kitchen hand in a nursing home last year. And in that time I didn’t just learn how to make an award-winning cuppa – not too hot, not to cold – but I learned firsthand about the pain that dementia can cause, the fact that schoolyard politics never ends and to make sure that I make the most out of every moment that I’m still kicking and completely independent.
But that wasn’t all:
I learned that one of Geoff’s biggest regrets was not taking control of his alcoholism much earlier in his life. Perhaps then he could have kept his wife from leaving him, and given her the life he knows she deserved. Lesson? I stopped drinking so much.
I learned that Mary quit her much loved job as a typist, because she was offered more money to work as a bank teller down the road. To this day, some forty years later, she still regards that decision to ‘sell-out’ as one of her worst. Do what you love, with people you respect. Lesson? I took a job I’d been dreaming about, even if it meant taking a pay cut.
And I also learned that Stella’s youngest son, Michael, who suffers from autism, was the reason she was always nervous to sit with new people at the dinner table. In the past other women had been to afraid to sit next to her because they thought her sons condition was contagious. Lesson? One of the biggest problems people with disabilities face is the ignorance of others not understanding about their conditions. Since then I’ve made sure I regularly read ABC RampUp.
Had I not broken free from my adolescent attitude where I thought I already knew everything in the world, and taken time out over the last few years to talk to the oldies, I’m not sure where or when I would have learned some of these vital life lessons. I’m a much, much better person for it.
So, you fellow Generation Y rascals, it’s time to wake a Nanna up from her nap, wrestle a Granddad away from his gin, and ask for some help navigating life’s tricky twists and turns.
You won’t regret it.
Sean Power is a twenty-year-old radio producer who spends too much time on Twitter. You can follow him on Twitter at @POWERSOZ. He’s also written about growing up as an Aussie male here, and appeared on Mamamia on Sky News here and here.
What lessons have learned from an older person in your life? Did your Grandparents ever give you some words of wisdom?








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Sean, as a fellow 21yr old, I do love you! I love your articles, wit, humour, intelligence and most of all the fact that you’re not afraid to write articles about issues that most guys your age would either laugh at or shy away from!
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I remember being shocked beyond belief when my grandmother told me that she wasn’t my grandfather’s first, if you get what I mean.
I said something – can’t remember what – but I assumed that eighty years ago, you didn’t have sex before you were married.
She rolled her eyes at me and said ‘Oh my dear, your generation thinks you invented EVERYTHING’.
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Oh! You are sweet and lovely. All those wise oldies HAVE made an impression on you.
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This is one of the greatest posts Ive read on here. Sean, you are wonderful!
‘m 19 and I find the chance to spend time with the elderly is one of lifes greatest gifts. As all my grandparents have passed away except my Grandma, (my Grandad, her husband, died whilst babysitting me when I was 5) I appreciate her more every day. She is my best friend, and many of my closest friends are 70+, a fact Im very proud of. They never judge me despite my own bodies failings due to crippling illness. I’m so glad that I have never felt an adolescent distaste for those older than me.
I’m very touched to read that I’m not the only person my age who respects their wisdom.
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Sean, have my babies. Beautiful article. I’m about to start volunteering, going and having a chat to a lonely elderly person who was once a 23 year old like me.
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My old job (I’m now a stay at home mum with my own business) was in pub in Sydney. I never grew tired of the older folk sharing stories with me and my staff. It seemed like they always had a yarn that kept us wrapped and (for the most part) they never needed to embellish, unlike the younger folk. The difference being that the younger ones spent all their non working time… At the pub! The older one… LIVED FIRST! I met some incredible people running that pub and regret not one moment telling them to give me asked, going to pour a beer dor someone else then giddily returning to that old timer to hear The rest of their yarn! Made the times out of the office make the day go faster, and made me realise that we all have a better story to tell than what what we are doing right now!!! Grey headedness is a sign of wisdom? Nah, it’s a sign that we have many wonderful stories to tell. And I say start listening!!
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*rapt* wouldn’t let me change it! Haha
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This was just such a fabulously written story and it has truly provoked me to listen to our elders, learn from them but most of all respect them. Thank-you Sean
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Thanks xoabbyxo, apprecaite you taking the time to read it! Cheers.
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Such a beautiful and true article. I am so close to my grandparents and honestly I live in fear of the day they won’t be around to give me a cuppa, debate politics with (even if we’ve been covering the same ground for 5 years now) and just chat. The things my Grandma and Grandpa know, have seen and have done are just amazing and it’s a privilege to hear their stories.
It really bothers me when people say how much spending time with their grandparents irks them, or speak to old people like they’re stupid. if only people would open up their ears and hearts they’d probably find that not only would they learn a lot, but they’d realise they probably have a lot more in common than was expected
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This is a lovely story and you are a very nice young man. Thank you from an older person.
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Recent reasarch has suggested that the human race was held back for 100,000 years, because (life being tough) there were never any grandparents.
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I know all too well how much we can learn from the elderly, which is why I feel frustrated when despite my best efforts, I am unable to engage them in conversation. My boyfriend’s grandmother who by all accounts has had an interesting life has no desire to talk about it (even when directly asked), and talks only of how boring life is now and how she doesn’t do anything. It’s so sad.
My one set of surviving grandparents are pretty good to talk to (Grandpa sure can reminisce), but I can’t help feeling that you get more truthful and useful discussions by talking to older people who are a little more removed from you. The sprightly old lady next door was marvellous company while growing up – she taught me how to knit and always looked so delighted when I visited. And perhaps your nursing home people could not have said such things to their own relatives.
It makes me sad to think that perhaps old people have been told off or made fun of for so long (by general society) for talking about the past that they don’t want to do it anymore. This is their greatest gift to us.
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I agree that older people slightly removed from you tend to be easier to forge relationships with and to talk to. My husband and I, in our 40s, have friends in their 60s. I couldn’t say the same for sitting down with my mother.
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Love the wise old people in my life…(hello mum.. kidding!)
Old Grannys are my inspiration with colour blocking too..
theres nothing like there variety of colour..
Nanna’s wearing pink jackets with blue blouses and yellow beads.. <3 it
Love this post Sean…
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Thanks Nicc, cheers for taking the time out to read it.
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Likea lot of kids I went through a stage (as a teenager) of not really wanting to see my grand mothers (both my grand fathers died before I was born). My mum’s mum had dementia by the time I grew up and initially was aware of it. I felt badly for her then. My dad’s mum was bright and alert until her death. I got to know her as a “person in her own right” in my early 20s. I used to visit her in her nursing home with her great grand daughter and talk for ages as my daughter played in the room. I treasure those memories.
As a student nurse I had a “lightbulb” moment while on prac with the district nurses. We were at an older man’s home, cleaning his facial wound, which was pretty horrific. I saw a photo of him and his wife on the mantel as young people my age and he was really good looking when young. It really hit me then, that we’re all young once and then grow old. While he talked about the photo I realised that while our bodies age,in our minds, we’re still young.
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How true is this? Just had a birthday, still feel like 20-something emotions and impulses in a 40+ body – sigh. Now, if oly prospective employers could see it like that!
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To be honest, I haven’t had a great experiences with old people.
I don’t find I learn anything from them. In fact, I find they’ve had their heads in the sand for 50-odd years.
I can already see some of my 30-something friends going down this path. They’re already becoming old fuddy duddies. It’s depressing.
I don’t ‘hate’ old people, as the girl you went on that date with did, Sean. But, sadly, there wouldn’t be many I’d rush to for advice.
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I look back on my younger self with huge embarassment.
I too thought that I knew it all and I am guessing that my listening skills were probably not what they should have been (too subtle?).
Life has a tendency to leap up and smack you in the face if you get too smug. I am just so thankful that some of those “old fuddy duddies” were still there to help pick up the pieces. God bless their boring, head in the sand ways.
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I’m sincerely trying not to be rude here, but it shows in your over generalizing comment that you haven’t spent much time with the elderly.
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On reflection:
I am so sad that you are so superficial that you cannot see the value in an individual regardless of age.
I am so sad that you cannot see that everyone has something to offer if you would just sit down and listen.
I am so sad that you are so wrapped up in yourself that there is only your path.
And I am so sad that your friends are growing up and maturing and leaving you behind.
I wish you the best of luck in the future because I think that you are going to need the kindness of strangers when you find that you have no friends.
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On reflection, you should have stopped at your first comment…
What a rude, judgmental, out-of-line and utterly ridiculous comment.
If it wasn’t so ridiculous, I would have found it highly offensive.
Clearly, you didn’t understand my comment, nor do you know anything about me.
Ironically, you’re guilty of some of the things you accused me of ie. not listening, being self-absorbed + more: name-calling (ie. ‘superficial’), making false assumptions (that my friends are maturing and leaving me behind – so NOT the case) and condescendingly suggesting that I’m going to have to rely on the ‘kindness of strangers’ in the future. Huh?! Why? Because I was honest enough to comment on a blog post that, personally, I haven’t had the most positive of experiences with old people? For your information, I’M the one who dishes out the kindness to strangers with all the volunteer work I do and money I give away. None of my friends (the ones who are supposedly maturing leaving me behind) do that; at least not to the extent I do.
Next time, please think twice before you leap to conclusions, respond without genuinely considering the other person’s point of view and show such contempt for someone you don’t even know by writing a whole lot of hurtful rot – or YOU’LL be the one having to rely on the ‘kindness of strangers’ in the future.
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Wow – what a way to react. Perhaps you too should have stopped at one comment …
I really don’t think that you advanced your case with the “I volunteer so much and I give away so much money and I still haven’t met an old person I like” defence.
Lots of us volunteer (and give away money) and still manage to find lots of people that we like irrespective of age or viewpoint or experience. And it is their opinions, and where these opinions came from, that makes most of these people so delightful.
Can I respectfully (because I find you a bit scary) suggest that you give it a couple of days and then re-read your comments? I would hope in the light of day you may wish that you had toned it down a bit. You didn’t sound kind – only threatening and aggressive. And very, very young.
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You found my comment ‘aggressive’ but not Reddie’s?
I found what he/she said so unbelievably outrageous I almost alerted the moderator – but decided to stand up for myself instead.
And, no, after a couple of days, I’m still happy with what I’ve written. I think I stated my case emphatically but fairly, without resorting to some of the low tactics Reddie did.
I think we’re going to have to agree to disagree on this one. Also, please read my comment below.
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Sorry, but I don’t think either of you understood my comment…
I wasn’t referring to old people in general. I was referring to the old people I’ve come into contact with in my life. I was speaking from personal experience and I was just being honest – isn’t the whole point of commenting to share different points of view?
I think it’s unfortunate that I haven’t had great experiences with old people, as I know others have. I have kept my eyes and ears open hoping to learn something from old people but, so far, they haven’t been the guiding light I thought they’d be.
Sometimes, their outlook on life is extremely dated and their viewpoints are narrow-minded. Case in point: I have found a lot of old people to be homophobic, or racist, or sexist, or Luddites, or have old-fashioned views about marriage, sex, parenting and more. I am not immature, smug, close-minded, a bad listener or just plain stupid for not worshiping the ground every old person walks on. People earn my respect because of who they are – no matter what age they are. I could never respect some of the old people I’ve come into contact with. I don’t think that’s unreasonable, and I think my comment – and my character – has been unfairly judged.
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I have the privilege of a job where I visit 20 mainly elderly people each week and spend an hour talking about mostly their health and medication but before you know it your having tea and looking through a photo album of their dead son, or they dig out war medals or tell me about their fantastic lives.
It is an honor and each life story and shared confidence feels like a gift.
i go to teach them but also take home a gift of shared humanity and an increase in my life knowledge.
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Sounds like a great gig Amanda. The only good thing about the kitchen hand gig was the opportunity to see the oldies a few times every week and have a catch-up. Enjoy it.
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Great article, Sean! My maternal Grandmother was one of my favourite people in the world. She died back in 2006 and I was devastated and went through a stage of feeling lost and depressed. I still shed a tear when I think about her.
As a child I all wanted was to be older. My Grandmother’s pearl of wisdom was, ‘don’t wish your life away and enjoy the stage of life you’re at.’ I didn’t really believe her but she was SO right! I’m not old or even middle-aged but I am now 28 and realise how fast the years are starting to fly and I no longer want to be older. I know I’ll probably be 40 or 50 before I know it so I’m enjoying where I”m at NOW rather than worrying too much about what will happen when I’m older.
As for old people; the only thing that seperates them and us is years. They were once young and we will one day be old. The only alternative to getting old is dying young and as I have no intention of dying young, well, I gotta accept the fact that I’ll one day be an old fart. If I turn out anything like my dear Grandma, I’m sure I’ll be ok
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My maternal grandparents = favorite people ever. Learnt so much from them, laughed so much with them, loved so much by them.
In my work as a pharmacist I try to listen laugh and learn from my elderly clients as though they were my beloved Grandma and Grandad and find my life so enriched by them more often than not
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Sean you are a breath of fresh air.
loved this post x
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What a great article Sean,really well written!
I love old people,and i love listening to their stories ( even the second and third time…:))
I would like to visit elderly people with no one else to talk to,but Nursing Homes make me sad and uneasy.I wish there were more organisations looking after and helping out lonely,eldery people in their own homes.
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MM Team – on a second thought. Could you guys do a “collective wisdom” post where we could all combine the best life advice we’ve received – whether it be from a 8 year old or an 80 year old?
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We love that! So much so we’ve done one before here: http://www.mamamia.com.au/health-wellbeing/what-is-the-best-piece-of-advice-you-have-ever-been-given/
BUT, we always have new readers coming to the site and there’s no reason we can’t run another one soon
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Just because a person is 80ish on the outside doesn’t always mean their 80 on the inside. I’m early 70ish and feeling 40. We’ve all got something to learn and teach each other
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I visited my crazy-but-lovable grandparents when we were home last… my grandfather said to us “you aren’t ever moving back home are you?”. My first thought was oh-no-here-we-go-bring-on-the-guilt-trip…
Turns out he just wanted to talk about how much he regrets not travelling when he had the chance.
The olds. They know their stuff about living.
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Well done mate, Jack and Grace would have loved it
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Oh Sean, how wonderful you are! AND you are right. Listening to people especially the elderly, is where we learn life lessons. I regret that I did not know my grandparents very well. They lived in another city and died in their early 70s. I am nurse and I work in a nursing home. Nursing not only dementia sufferers but people with many and varied health problems. I, like you, love their stories and their words of wisdom. Your article highlights the ageist attitudes in our community and that is so sad, for all of us.. I can also tell you that people also have a bad attitude towards aged care nurses. When I worked in hospitals people reacted favourably once they found out. Now, when people ask me where I work and I tell them a nursing home, many react with actual disgust, or sympathy as though I am not good enough to work in a hospital. Yes, the elderly have had a bad wrap for a long time. I think they need a clever marketer to do some spin on all the positives. I hope the young lady who missed a golden opportunity with you, has grown up a bit – at least before she is in her 80s because she shoe will be on the other foot. I love you article.
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My nonno was my favourite person ever. Nonna had her moments but she was a different bag. My grandpa was weird but interesting and quite bitter but very knowledgeable. My grandma was a loony…..END OF STORY although she was married at 13 so maybe there is a little reason to it. My step grandpa was the sunshiney-est man to have ever lived. But i would give my right arm to have my nonno back and for my baby sister to have known him the way i did.
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I loved my grandmother more than anything.
She never complained about anything, was thankful for everything and was the most sincere person I’ll ever know. If I’m anything like her, I will be a lucky woman.
I too love the elderly. I love their stories, etiquette and the fact that none complain of the first world problems that we all complain about. Sure they can’t work an iPad or an iPhone, but they can make the best sweets from scratch, tell stories like no other and can inform you of things that no newspaper or encyclopedia could.
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Sean, I have developed a serious crush on you since seeing you on Mamamia TV and now reading this…sigh!
I love old people! They have so much wisdom and so many wonderful stories to share. I love listening to my 90 year old grandpa talking about the war, and growing up in the Depression. I have recorded a few of his stories so I can listen to his voice when he’s not around any more. We were once talking about his wife (my grandmother who died when I was 3) and he said: “She knew all my weaknesses, and I knew that she had none.” I thought that was such a sweet and loving thing to say. His admiration and love for her brings a tear to the eye!
I also love talking to the older ladies that come into my work. One of them is 92 and still does everything herself – groceries, cooking, cleaning, everything. She always looks lovely and still dyes her hair red. I commented on her new Dior glasses the other day and she replied “Well they’re probably one of the last pairs I’ll buy so I went all out!” That made me laugh
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Anon forget dying your hair blue. Start wearing purple!
My lovely old Nan used to say If you can’t say something nice about someone, don’t say anything at all. Pity politician’s Hrandmothers didn’t give them the same advice!
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I am 21 and work as a nurse in a residential aged care facility. When I tell people what I do for work, often the first response is “oh how can you do it?” or “that must be so depressing”. I think the main reason young people have no appreciation of the elderly is because they simply have nothing to do with them and fear the unknown. There is the misconception that all people over the age of 70 are dribbling, incontinent, demented and unable to do anything without assistance. I can vouch for the fact that the truth is FAR from this. The majority of Australians who are classed as “older people” live healthy and fulfilling lives. Even many of those in residential care are happy, healthy and still enjoying life.
I’m sure generation Y are not the first ones to be disrespectful of the elderly – but the fact that it is less common for older relatives to be cared for by family in the home and increasing use of residential aged care has lead to older people not being “seen” by society as much.
We shouldn’t have to give someone the label of being “too young” or “too old” – age is only a number and as much as we might not like it this number will only get higher. Instead of having fear and hatred of older people, why not keep an open mind and look at their situation with a bit of empathy? Because eventually that older person will be you.
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Can’t believe you took down Vicki’s comment.She was right on the money.
That’s the problem with bloggersand young people today, they dish it out, but can’t take it when someone disagrees .Good on you Vicki I felt the same way
Margaret
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There is a big difference Margaret, between disagreeing and being rude. Vicki was rude and that doesn’t follow the dinner party feel of Mamamia.
Had nothing to do with a young person disagreeing with an older person.
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Also a difference between disagreeing and name calling.
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Her comment was full of insults and downright rude! So un-necessary!
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Hi Margaret. Unfortunately, Vicki’s comment was abusive towards Sean and that’s something we don’t tolerate on the site. There is a way to disagree and state your own opinion without being abusive.
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Abusive? I didn’t get that, what did I miss?
I would bet my last dollar that none of you are over 50 and have never had to face age discrimination in your lives like most people my age (54).
Obviously Sean was trying to do the right thing, but unfortunately he totally missed the point.
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Margaret, I think that everyone can say that they’ve experienced age discrimination at some point or another.
I’m 21 and I know that I’ve certainly experienced it before. In a way, it could be said that your original comment is discriminating against young people by saying that they dish it out but can’t take it when someone disagrees. I don’t think that sweeping statement is very fair.
However this is not a debate about age discrimination, it’s about the lessons that can be learned from the elderly people in our lives. As I said, we welcome differences of opinion but there is no need for name-calling (the reason why Vicki’s post was deleted).
Thanks for your comment.
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Did you miss the name calling in the first line of her comment?
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I don’t think Sean missed the point at all. He is referring to elderly people in his article. Elderly. Not adults in their 50′s and 60′s. In fact he specifically mentions people in their 80′s. Now they are 26+ years your senior. An entirely different generation. And yes, the comment that was removed was definitely offensive.
And I think suggesting that anyone under the age of 54 has never experience age discrimination, is crazy. I’ve experienced it quite a few times so far in life and I’m 38.
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Hi Margaret, thanks for your feedback. Looks like we might disagree on a few things, but that’s alright – we both agree that it’s important to learn from others. All the best.
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I think Vickie missed the irony in the nanna nap/gin reference. He had just written an article encouraging gen y to respect and learn from the life experience of the elderly. Of course he didn’t then resort to a cheap put-down of the elderly at the end.
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Haha, I’ve been at work today and missed all of this argy-bargy. Not sure who I offended or why, but if the person couldn’t see that the only motive of this post was to encourage others to talk to old people and learn from them – all the best. And yep, I call old people… old. Just like I get called young.
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I loved this article Sean. I grew up seeing my grandparents and great aunts and uncles regularly and my parents volunteered weekly at the local retirement village. I agree that there is an enormous amount of knowledge to be gained from people with more life experience.
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The last time I saw my grandmother before she died aged 82 she said to me, “Appreciate being busy because one day you won’t be.” I remember this every time I am feeling overwhelmed and about to implode.
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This is one of my favourite posts to ever appear on mamamia!!! Well done Sean. I’m a gen Y’er and have a huge amount of respect for the elderly for the same reasons you describe. I hope this article reaches many of our generation out there & challenges their own misconceptions.
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Nice post mate. One of my best mates is a bloke I call “Rain Man” because he knows everything. He’s retired down the South Coast of NSW and teaches me all sorts of lessons – including catching lobsters. I believe in having friends a lot older than me and friends a lot younger than me. You’re a nice young fella, Sean, that’s why we love you. Now… how’s that ‘work’ thing going ?
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Um – don’t forget to tune into 2GB 873AM between 3PM and 6PM on Monday to Friday?… and I love my job and boss….
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What a lovely article Sean
Thank you.
We have an aged care centre just down the road – I wonder if they need any volunteers?
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I currently don’t have any grandparents. I don’t even know who my grandfather is on my mum’s side. My nanny (mum’s mum) died when I was 12. She was my favourite grandparent. She was a cook. She made her own mayonaise. And she would make a banana cake every time she came to visit, but there was ALWAYS a slice missing, which she would blame on mice. But I was onto you nanny
My grandfather on my dad’s side I only met once. He was a 10 pack a day chain smoker who lost both legs to gangrene. I learnt to never ever smoke a cigarette (and I never have). He lived in England. My grandmother (also in England) on my dad’s side, was . . . different. She showed no emotion. I don’t ever remember getting a hug from her. EVER. She never told me she loved me, even after I said it to her. She died the same year as my husband. I was sad because we could have had a beautiful relationship, and she just didn’t want it.
There was an older lady in my church though that I loved. She is such a freaking trooper. When I was in high school, I interviewed her for an assignment. It was amazing. She has enormous lady balls. She was a nurse in WW2. And she just did what she had to. No bitching and moaning. It was her job, she did it, and now she has stories to tell.
And I would KILL to have Betty White as my grandma. That woman is awesome. When she hosted SNL, I peed my pants laughing in almost every sketch. And watching the Inside the Actors Studio with her was awesome too.
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We recently found out my maternal Grandmother is unwell is unlikely to get any better so I asked her if I could speak to her about her life and document it for my sibilngs and cousins but she said ‘there’s not much to tell’ and was very reluctant to have it recorded. I ended up having a lengthy chat with her and it was a lovely talk but it mainly consisted of dates and events and I kept saying ‘but how did you FEEL Nan, what did you THINK about that?’ and it was a bit of an anti climax to be honest.
I might have to volunteer at the local nursing home.. There has got to be some oldies keen to share their stories and lessons with me!
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Most of what my grandmother has taught me revolves around ettiquette. She is also a very giving women which reminds me to not be selfish and help others where I can. She is also 100% financially independent so I look to her for advice on money matters in the hopes I will be as smart with money and be in her position in my eighties!
I made a kind of non-official resolution late last year to spend more time with my maternal grandmother. I visit during the week at least once (sometimes twice) and sometimes on the weekend too.
A very independent women, she lives alone (after being widowed 3 years ago) at the age of 83 and has a more active social life than I do. She is involved with 3 different clubs (Marjong, a women’s club and an ex air hostess’ club) and she goes on at least 3 holidays a year. She also currently takes no prescribed medication (I think this is amazing at her age to be that healthy).
We bond over fashion, I ask her about her life moving to the outback as a newlywed, and about her relationship with my late grandfather. I take her out to eat and occassionally I ‘win’ and find a way to make her let me pay. She even looked after me when i needed to be ‘supervised’ for 24hrs after having surgery.
I’m so glad I realised what an opportunity it is to have her around and I’m going to make the most of it as she is an amazing woman.
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It constantly surprises me how quickly people write off oldies. If they forget one little thing all of a sudden they’re demented – you know how many times a day I forget stuff? Can’t imagine how frustrating it would be to have people assume you’re senile because you’re old. It’s easy to forget that these are people who’ve lived through wars and may have accomplished great things in their life. Take the time to talk to them like the real people they are and you might learn something or have a bit of a laugh. Great article.
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The two pieces of advice my Gran always told me which have stuck are….
“You’re not better than anyone. But nobody is better than you!”
and
“All you need is your health.”
ne’er a truer word was spoken.
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Great article!
My favourite grandparent (are we allowed to have favourites?!) was my maternal grandmother.
Nanna. What a woman.
She smelt beautiful… of Cedel hairspray, Oil of Ulan and freshly applied Revlon makeup and lippy. Her garden smelt of roses and her kitchen of fresh baking or roast lamb.
She was a great story teller. If we wanted her to, she would talk for ages about life on a farm and had hilarious tales to tell.
She was kind, gentle, patient, polite, generous, clever, strong and humble. All the things I strive to be.
In her mid-70′s she was in a car accident (not a terrible one) and the local paper in her town mentioned the accident referring to her as ‘elderly Mrs Brady’. ‘Eldery?!’ she said ‘Oh dear, I never realised I was actually elderly, I still feel the same as I did when I was 30! Don’t ever let yourself feel old.’ she said. Great advice.
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You know what, I reckon you can have favourites. How good is Grandparents cooking? It’s lunchtime now and I’m starvin. Sorry to hear about the car crash, but great to see she had a good outlook on it all.
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Oh yeah, Nan’s cooking was superb. She taught me how to make gravy from what was left in the roasting pan, sponges, lamb shank and vegie soup (although mine never tastes as good as hers did), lamingtons, apple pie and the best orange cake ever. Loads more things but those are the ones I remember the most.
And she would always left me have a little shandy (in a tiny sherry glass) when all the adults were having a cleansing ale or similar!
I wish she’d had the chance to meet my girls, they’d love each other for sure.
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Ha! My grandmother is one of the worst cooks I know. My mum and her brother used to go out for a hamburger after dinner because they were starving.
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I love this comment. My Grandma used to say the same thing; that she still felt the same way as she did when she was 16
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I’ve spent a lot of time with my grandma over the last few years. She’s had a hard life with little luxury so it’s terrific to see what she’s doing in her leisure years. At the age of 76 she started travelling overseas extensively, starting with the UK. Then it was Turkey, Hungary, Germany, then the UK. Last year it was Italy, France, Switzerland, and China. She’s now 83 and about to embark on another trip to Europe for a few months. I find it really inspirational that she’s choosing to do this at this point in her life, after having so many years serving others (and that her health allows her to do it).
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I love that! It thrilled me recently when I spent some time in a cardiac surgery ward, where I met a man who was recovering from a double heart bypass. He exclaimed he couldn’t wait to get out of hospital because ‘today was the first day of the rest of his life, and he was going to start LIVING!’ … He was 71. So long as your health permits, it’s never too late to live the life of your dreams!
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My Nan (maternal great-grandmother) was one of the most inspirational women I have ever known- working to raise 2 children during WWII while her husband was serving overseas, then divorcing the abusive bastard a few years after he returned and having to fight the social stigma of being a divorced women in the 50′s. Looking after her elderly mother while still working full-time and helping raise my mum and aunty. Living to see 6 of her great-grandchildren be born.
All done with a laugh and a glass of moselle in her hand (with a few ice cubes, ‘to weaken it’).
My favourite quote of hers (said when well into her 70s): “You’re only as old as the man that you’re feeling!”
She passed away 6 &1/2 years ago, but was gone for a few years prior to that due to dementia and we still feel the gaping hole at family get-togethers.
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Beautiful beautiful post.
Proud to be your fairy god-mother.
M x
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Thanks for letting me rock up to your house and eat food. I promise I’ll come and visit you in the nursing home mate.
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Favourite quote of my maternal Grandma (dispensed during Christmas lunch): “They eat guinea pigs in Peru, you know!” She had all her marbles but was simply following her own thought pattern and not the conversation!
Quote from my paternal Grandma: “It’s (sex) just something you have to put up with.”
Chalk and cheese my grandma’s, but I have terrific memories of both of them.
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Oh God, I miss my Grandma sooooooooooooooooo much.
One of my favourite moments of wisdom from her was a random phonecall where she told me to “always remember to moisturise your neck and always powder under your boobs” then hung up.
Damn she was an awesome lady…
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Superb article Sean.
More positive, life affirming post like this please! It’s a win win situation.
Plus I’ve shed a gentle tear remembering my own grandparents and reflecting on the role my parents now play.
Thank you!
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Wish I’d been able to tap into my Nan and Pa’s wisdom more. I remember, after September 11, my Nan being really nervous it would lead to a war. At the time, Dad shrugged it off – “She’s over-stating it, these things don’t go that far”. I reminded him that she was 12 when WW2 broke out, her emotional radar probably wouldn’t be completely ignorant on these things. She was right – unfortunately!
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Our grandpa said, ‘No point in being the richest person in the cemetery.’ He isn’t but he must be one of the most loved and missed. Top post, Sean.
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Cheers Kate, that’s a great line to remember.
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I miss my Grandma
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My favourite piece of advice from my Grandpa is to always make sure the wine’s better than the food, and the company’s better than the wine.
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That is a fantastic quote!
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That’s a ripper, haha.
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I LOVE that!!
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Now, THAT’S a good one.
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