this morning on my way home from oil change, coffee and amusing myself in our palmetto garden, and, as i listened to my favorite country music station, i heard a song that helped me nail down a few ofthe reasons why i love my job, and particularly, why i love working with teenagers, when so many people toss their hands in the air. the chorus is some part of an explanation:
can't think of the singer at the moment. but he summed it up nicely.
we were wanna be rebels that didn't have a clue
with our rock-n-roll t-shirts and a typically bad attitude
didn't have exucuses for the things we had done
we were brave we were crazy we were mostly
young
i love the bad attitude of teenagers. why? because they deserve to have one, and if they dont, i wonder what is wrong. because teenagers get a raw deal from society. and especially from adults. which is ridiculous. because can't anyone remember what it felt like to wake up in the morning at 15 years old. how about 17.
now. imagine you're in foster care.
right. bad attitude. and i'm right there to soak it up and let them know it's okay! have a bad attitude, because it'll pull you through all the hurt that people put on you at this age. it's a tricky game. and i'll show them how to play it. that could be dangerous..... but hey, i turned out okay......mwahahah
a beautiful day! fall is creepin in.
