I realize that, aside from my one gracious follower who happens to be my brother, folks reading this don't really know me. You don't know that I'm obnoxiously into the 80s (music, tv, movies...to date, it is my favorite decade-ha). And I love history...love it, love it, love it. I get so engrossed when visiting places like Cades Cove near Gatlinburg that I buy books on it and read them, study them to some extent...almost as if I have some ancestry there that ties me to it, which isn't usually the case. I love to think of what life was like in the 1700s, 1800s, etc. And I really like to remember my own life in the 70s, the 80s, even if it is purely childish in nature at times because, duh, I was a child. These aspects of myself I do try to pass along to my children, who are 13 and almost 10, respectively. They seem interested in most of what I put before them whether it is me telling about "the time I was 10 and..." or explaining how the Civil War started and how much of what they will learn in school is inaccurate. OH...and one more thing you don't know about me is that I am in denial of how old I actually am. I do realize exactly how old my birth certificate says I am, and I know it is true; but I honestly don't feel that old and all my memories, I suhwear just happened last week (and please, folks, you have to read like I write, ok? Keep up...it's the Southern drawl).
Ok...all of that was to set the stage for this morning's brief, but sort of eye-opening, conversation I had with my son, the 9-year-old. We'd just dropped his sister off and, as normal, switched XM off of the Disney Channel (she loves it, he and I don't) to the 80s channel (which I love and they mostly tolerate because occasionally a song they know from Guitar Hero comes on). A song from 1985 came on...no, I can't think of which one right now, but I think it was Genesis. Now mind you, for some reason, I always feel like I have to give them some sort of back story for the song coming on (I bet the kids would wish their mother drove a vehicle that didn't have a computer screen telling the title, artist and year of every song IF they knew such vehicles exist, I don't think they do. And silly kids, they also don't know that their mother, the Musictionary, doesn't NEED XM to tell her!)..."Oh, y'all, the first time I heard Golden Earring's Twilight Zone, I was 12 and, OMG!, we were riding with Uncle Roger to get fitted for his and Dee's wedding...blah, blah,blah". BuhLess their hearts, huh?
Ok...back on track...the song came on, I started singing along, saw the date and said, "Oh, wow! Tony this song came out when we moved to Hendersonville!" to which he replied in a sarcastic sort of way (he is still learning how to use sarcasm effectively...from me, of course), "Ummmm, I didn't move to Hendersonville because I like wasn't even born yet, Mom" Well, duh. I told him that I meant me, my parents and Michelle and Jeremy. He laughed and said, "I know...I was just joking." So I go on..."That was 1985. Wow. 25 years ago, Tony!" And then he said it...the phrase that stuck in my history-loving mind..."Gah, Mom! I wasn't even born in the 1900s!" I know, I know. Not really a big deal sentence. Definitely not an undiscovered-until-that-moment truth. But, wow...for someone who loves to think in terms of centuries beginning and ending, when history was being made, when things were changing, when, well, I wasn't here.
So, yeah. My son and all his classmates will be talking about their parents, and even older siblings, in terms of "life in the 1900s"...like we talk about someone being born in the "1800s", or what life was like in "the 18th century", etc. Like I am always fascinated to look over our family tree, or at pictures, and know that this great-grandparent was born at the "end of the 1800s"...it just seems as though it was like a whole other world or something. Isn't that sort of cool? And freaky too? Or maybe it is just me...that is definitely more likely the case. Anywho! It just hit me weird when he said it, the way he said it, and I just wondered if anyone had actually thought about it.
Ok...done rambling...because I was 'just sayin' anyway. ha
Friday, April 23, 2010
A funny little slap in the face...
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