Authorities locked down my daughter’s high school today because a couple of kids mixed some chemicals and caused an explosion. Thankfully no one was hurt, but it got me thinking about how her high school experience differs from mine.
Now: Kids plot to blow up the school or shoot people.
Then: Kids planted vicious rumors about their enemies like, “George is gay” or “Stephanie wears granny panties.”
Now: Kid brings a manicure set to school. Principal gives a “ticket” and the kid is one piece of gum stuck under a desk from expulsion and public ridicule.
Now: Parent: “How was your day at school?” Kid: “Fine”
Then: Parent: “How was your day at school?” Kid: “Fine”
Maybe it’s not so different after all…
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