Manners & respect
I was raised to say those “magic words” – please & thank you.
Respect your elders.
Always be polite.
Treat others how you want to be treated.
That respect is earnt & not always a given, but always show basic respect.
If you can’t say anything nice, then don’t say anything at all.
To say hello or acknowledge someone when they walk into a room, not grunt.
To look at people when you speak, not play on your phone the whole time you are trying to have a conversation.
To sit at the table every time & have a family meal together, at a set time, and you ate what you were given. You actually sat talking, had great discussions & connected to each other not on phones.
You worked hard & saved till you could afford to purchase anything, there was no credit, after pay or credit cards. You appreciated everything you had.
You always asked permission first.
You never answered your parents back, what they said was gospel.
Not like now kids having a mighty sense of entitlement & ruling the roost.
To ask & return things that you borrow.
To appreciate what you have, even the most basic of things takes time & money to get it.
You respected your parents & the rules of the house. They were set, if you broke them, you knew the consequences.
Kids knew if you crossed the line you got a smack or wooden spoon, there wasn’t 100 empty threats.
You knew you could & went outside to play all day safely with the local kids. That the neighbors all knew who’s kids were who, kept an eye out. The only rule was get off the road for cars & be home before dark.
My dad taught me, “don’t do as I do, do as I say”.
To offer a helping hand.
Neighbors & family shared & helped each other, it wasn’t a competition or keeping up with the Jones’s.
You can call this old school or old fashioned, I call it good parenting & raising children with a good strong moral compass.
Manners & respect, a fading but admirable quality.
Something to ponder
Love, light & blessings
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