February 19, 2004

kids nowadays: part two


'i believe the children are our future..." whitney houston sang it well. "...teach them well and let them lead the way..." such words of inspiration, eh?

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when i visited my dad over the weekend for his birthday, one of my goals was to repair the tension built-up between myself and my youngest brother anthony. he's fourteen going on fifteen.

we had somewhat of a scruffle during last christmas. i attribute it to the fact that he is such a spoiled BRAT! but that's besides the point. anthony has a new hobby that keeps him busy nowadays: girls.

he's always on the phone every time i call my mom or dad. anthony claims to have had "10 ex-girlfriends". while i think he's full of bull, i know he has had two girlfriends since christmas. i was actually a bit annoyed that he had a valentine's and i didn't. he gave his new girl a rose and a small bear.

sigh. young love.

like any brother-to-brother relationship, anthony and i occasionally fight on silly things. but on saturday, we were on speaking terms again. my goal was to keep it that way. at the dining room table, we started talking:

"so, what's this new girl's name?" i ask.
"stephanie."
"i like that name."


apparently, stephanie is best friends with anthony's ex-girlfriend. i'm thinking... "so young and already, the drama!" then, our conversation started turning towards a deeper undertone. anthony was opening up to me. i was all ears.

"you wanna know my criteria for my girlfriends?" he sounds sneakily proud.
"what"
"guess" he says.
"I'm not gonna guess.... tell me."
he was a bit hesitant so i started filling in the blanks.
"what? if they give you head?" this was merely a joke suggestion, i didn't think he knew what "give head" meant. but then i look at anthony and he's nodding.
"wwwhhhhhaattttt?!?!?!?" i could not believe what i was hearing.
"...only if they put out..." he continues and happily labels himself a 'playa'.

two things came to mind:
1) anthony is a stud, sexually active at fourteen.
2) anthony is a daughter's father's nightmare!

what is it with kids these days? they're so advanced!

there's different ways to react to my brother's revelation. obviously, anthony is NO kid anymore, and i can't talk to him as such. if i were to give him a lecture, what are the chances that he'd open up to me again? so, i took the role of the cool big brother. although i was a bit appalled as he continued to talk, i didn't criticize him.

he did tell me, though, that my mom gave him a little chat about the "birds & the bees". "really?" i was surprised to hear this from anthony. my mom, the christian lady that she is, has never given any of us other five kids this so-called a 'sex' talk. i had to learn about sex the old-fashion way: porn!

essentially, my mom told anthony that if he is to have sex in the latter future, to do it with someone he cares about.

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i don't visit often enough but the next time i do stop over, i've decided that i'm bringing my brother a pack of condoms. will this encourage him to have sex? it might. but think of the alternative? i can't stop him from having sex, so i might as well make sure he's doing it right. and i know i should talk to him about pregnancy as well.


kids nowadays


friday night, i slept over at rubberboy's place in oshawa. rubberboy lives in the basement of a three-bedroom house owned by *mister clean*. without going into detail, mister clean is a super friendly gay guy who has two daughters and one son. he doesn't have custody, but his kids do visit him every now and then.

that saturday morning, as i was about to exit the daughters' bedroom. i came across this. (the picture isn't very clear.) it's the rules for the room written by one of the girls. cute, i thought. so i began reading to see if i actually followed the rules. everything is dandy enough, until i read the last rule. i managed to jot down the rules as per verbatum:


Ruls In This Room

1) No jumping on the BED
2) Knocking Befor coming in
3) Visiters stay on persons side
4) No Scriming
5) No cuting the chees/Do it outside
6) Do not touch ANYTHING
7) No standing on bed
8) Cleen up after yourself
9) No food/or drinks
10) Don't fuck the staffed animals

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rule #10 absolutely floored me. on the one hand, it's funny. on the other, i'm in disbelief that little girls under 10 know about "fucking". i don't think i used the f-word until i was actually f-ing.

rubberboy is actually scared of these kids. he thinks that one of the girls has tourette's. "they're uncontrollable! even mister clean's boyfriend leaves the house when the kids visit."

ah, kids nowadays!


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