I kept wondering why we sold so much stew and meat this week. We are usually slow in the first few months of the year.
It wasn’t until this evening that I was told that it is St. Patrick’s Day weekend! I had forgotten about it.
Guess everyone around here is having BBQ and stew instead of corned beef and cabbage. We sold so many gallons of stew that we ran out of gallon jars…and we had a lot of them this morning when I got there.
You know….I work in the public and I get to see a lot of people. After a while , when you work in the public…you get to noticing certain patterns forming.
The one that had caught my attention here lately is the fact that some young people, ones in their twenties say….do not show much respect to their elders.
Now, if you have read my journal much, then you know that I was raised poor as dirt, but that didn’t mean that my mama didn’t teach me manners or let me know how to act in public.
Why, if she ever even heard that I disrespected any elders…
Well, I would have gotten my head knocked slap off my shoulders.
Wyatt and Milo
When I was coming up…you knew not to sass , nor talk back to someone older than yourself.
You knew to keep your lip buttoned ; unless you needed to say ‘yes mam’ , ‘no mam’ or ‘thank you mam’.
You certainly did not talk down to, nor make little nasty remarks toward someone old enough to be your mama.
It is called R-E-S-P-E-C-T ….
And I am so glad my mama taught me the word and the meaning.
Don’t get me wrong…I am not saying all young people act this way…I see a lot of them who know their manners and know to respect others.
But I swear…
Sometimes I wish I could just give one of these little smarty pants something their parents neglected to give them…
A dose of my mama’s medicine!
GOD BLESS YOU ALL.