Poem or Short Story: How Dare You? Celine sings
How dare you?
How dare you speak to the mother of your own mother in that way?
Saying to her Money Don’t grow on trees.
That’s gross disrespect, to someone who raised you, did you think about what you were saying before those words came gushing out your mouth?
What about Gratitude? See what happens when the love between a child and their parents are not properly established, it destroys the respect, that usually comes with love
That child then loosed respect for everyone else; including his/her own self. See what happens, when some mothers let their kid turn around and rule them, turn boss.
They start acting very rude, fades away in school, and it’s the beginning of the end, until when? When the tides are turned and the shoes is on the other foot and when what goes around comes around again , and when if you live in a glass house don’t throw stones , and when you put the cocoa out to dry in the sun, you must look out for the rain.
Yes you must train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he would not depart from it.
No matter what day a child is having, once there is love there will be respect. Nothing would play with their mind enough to have them forget that its love, that brings respect.
Take your bad day and measure it, multiply it by ten. Still it cannot even come close
Any day staying at home caring for kids like you, that are not their own, it’s not grandmothers duty, they do it out of love. So where is your love when your time comes to keep this beautiful tradition alive? See the future?
Your grand mother never asked her mother for help with her kids
The rule was, when she was old enough to take care of kids, that when you have them.
The grand mother becomes a welcome, loving bonus for hard times and great times and emergency, great parents must bond for sometime with their children.
Now by these changing generations who are making their own rules, which they can not even abide by themselves, but are loaded with selfishness and anger, most of them are simply not equipped with the correct tools.
Many have never finished School but they signed up for children classes, now who do you think, that this new generation have in mind, as their babysitter? Without even a discussion. They selfishly think that all grand parents love their grand children, yes they do! But it’s not their responsibility. The rest is history. They will always be there for them. But how dare you?
The great mothers of my time, taking nothing from those of your time, they are not all selfish and rebellious. But here you are easily damming the same bridge; you have not even finished crossing as yet. It was built by your grandmother, and she did it with a smile. So now. How dare you? Why are you unable to show some gratitude for just this little while?
How much will you pay for your kid’s grand parent for doing what your grand mother did for free? Look at what you are now paying, your grand mother who has been there for you.
Do you think it will magically get better Do you think it will be much easier for you hen your time arrives what goes around, comes around much worse, or much better
How dare you? Go ahead and damm this bridge, what do you plan on using
When it’s your turn to get the water? You are playing with “Fire”
To just bring you water.
How dare you? Your grandmother was the one who stayed with you, and nurtured you each Day. Even held you, many nights when your parents went away what make you think you could disrespect her that way. How in the world could you go up to that altar, on any given Sunday?
How dare you?