We parents get a bad wrap.
Just like our parents did before us and our grandparents before that.
Our kids are too loud, too scruffy, too lazy and too rude.
The latest denunciation of our kids I read just the other day claimed that our children were doomed, that they were a bunch of rude, self centered little cads that had never been taught to say please and thank you in their lives.
The author begged parents to teach their kids some manners.
It could have been written by my mother or aunt, it could have been written by the 50-year-old school teacher down the road, it could have been written by my 90-year-old grandmother (should she be alive) because the fact is we’ve heard it all before haven’t we?
It’s the same complaint generation after generation.
But it wasn’t just the author who felt the outrage, thousands of readers shared the post agreeing that kids THESE DAYS aren’t quite like in OUR DAY.
Where have the manners gone?
Well maybe I am extraordinary lucky, maybe the circles I frequent are just extraordinary old fashioned, maybe the parents I know are just extraordinarily brought up themselves but I don't think manners have gone anywhere. I think us adults just like to complain.