As a kid I promised myself that someday I would have enough money to attire myself in style.
As a yound adult I promised myself that I would NOT let peer or social pressure dictate what I was going to wear.
As a parent and grandparent I promised myself that I would not directly contribute to my charges being part of the "haves" lording their lives and clothing over the "have nots."
Both my Daughter and my Granddaugter at some time or another requested over-priced, in demand 'Nike' products as gifts. They were told that it was against my principles ... especially during the time when 'Nike' was using sweatshop child-labor. However, they were told that I would give each of them the cash needed for them to buy the 'Nike' product if they chose to do so, that I wasn't going to force my values on them. It may be that my memory is old and foggy ... I don't remember them ever wearing 'Nike' shit ... then again, they may have been sly enough to never wear it if I was around ... simply to spare themselves from a repeat of my 'Nike' lecture.
Great picture of the Nike missile. When I was in grade school, starting in 1960, we had a Nike Site that was visible from all the classrooms. I used to love to watch the missiles being test raised. It's been so long that I don't remember whether it was weekly or daily, but I do remember getting yelled at by the teachers for looking out the window instead of paying attention to what they were saying.............
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ReplyDelete... once I had a teacher who was creative enough to use the window as a learning tool ...
She would catch a moment when most of us were gazing outside. She would direct us to keep looking for the next minute, then she would close the blinds and make us write all that we could remember seeing.
Heh. Thanks.