T-Anna and I were making floral arrangements for our Ladies Circle luncheon when her daughter, D-Anna called in a panic. Apparently, the 25 year old college graduate was experiencing great angst because she couldn’t assemble a new bookcase. “There’s a nail with little swirls around it and a plus sign on the end, and I can’t make it go in the hole!” she wailed. T-Anna and I were puzzled until we realized her brilliant accountant daughter didn’t know a nail from a Philips head screw.
Attention everyone; in case you didn’t already know, we are no longer dealing with the greatest generation.
Understanding everything about technology, but little about life, this generation is incapable of reading an analog clock or deciphering a real map. They’re the ones who, thanks to Velcro shoes, didn’t know what a shoelace was until they reached middle school.
According to a recent article, there are currently 38% fewer traditional home-economics classes offered in schools than just a few years ago, resulting in 30% of college students admitting they don’t know how to boil an egg. As granny used to say, “Well, don’t that beat all!”
After pondering the situation, I’ve decided today’s teens and young adults aren’t necessarily dim-witted, it’s just that my generation hasn’t provided adequate instruction (accepting the blame is the mom way to handle it), and eliminating home economics is only the beginning.
Several years ago, my two boys had friends over, so there were five little boys hovering around the house as I whipped up some butter cream icing.
With great fanfare, I announced, “Who wants to lick . . . click HERE to finish the story at al.com
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