Peer Pressure

This Thing Called Age!

Well, it has been a real surprise for me.  Aging sneaked up on me when my back was turned.  I was in the drug store getting some vitamins one day and suddenly within a matter of weeks I was told that I had a 26 degree curvature of my spine.  I challenged my doctor:   there surely was a mistake!  I had been athletic all my life, baseball, swimming, hiking, dancing competitive tennis (my team went to national championships) – I climbed trees & jumped on tractors and off the roof of farmer’s barns as a child, dove off the roof at the swimming center, and in Africa I ran in the Hash House Harriers.   We climbed the lower (very, very lower)  slopes of both Kilamanjaro, which already was a “flat” hill… and The “Feet” of the Himalayas.

“How could I do all that with a spinal curvature?”  Surely the doc was wrong…but he shook his head and said “Isn’t it amazing what we can do when we are unaware we have handicaps! ”  My doctor, like most people in the medical field had a firm handle on Belief, and I have to say I never really realized I lived my life as a gimp.  I carried on through the childhood years of playing marbles with my brother, swinging upside down on the merry-go-round in the park, pitching for my brother’s baseball team and slugging  a base ball nearly out of the park (I always had a designated runner! but nobody knew I was a gimp.)

Years later I danced my ass off at a place in San Francisco called Dance Your Ass Off, and continued on with doing whatever I wanted to do.  Moved to Africa and occasionally ran in the international running group called the Hash House Harriers….

Home again, at the tender age of sixty-nine  I had a hip-replacement.  The REAL problem was about my left leg which was a lot shorter than my right!   I had pounded it into submission, almost into the ground as I kept on running, climbing trees, hiking, dancing, and  later on more running when I started competitive tennis at 55 (you have to be over 50 for Senior Tennis.)  Dr. Bruce said the X-ray showed my hip looking more like a crocheted doily that his grandma used to make.

Then he pointed out  the scrawl on the X-ray that said “But she’s got the bones of a 30-year old!”  So something worked out for me, as I lived a life doing whatever I wanted for nearly seventy years.

These days I am much more able to walk in nice long strides, without jerking from left to right, and with an easy gait (so sorry my mom never saw me walk easy!)  She never knew why I was such a “Big Galumpus” consequently was really tough on me for not “walking like a lady”.

Oh, yes, and my border Collie Lulu is much relieved too, she hated it when I fell, and took to walking so close to me that she leaned into my leg and could block any fall.

Aging people should look into getting Border Collies!

I keep having thoughts about going out to the courts again…..maybe just practicing serves, maybe a little bit, I don’t want to risk it:  I’m still having too much fun staying vertical.



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RE: A Book by Charlene Azam

1197 words posted 12/8/2014

I believe most Americans agree that as a society we are totally overboard in our commercial activity, have been for decades.  The author indicates  the desire for commercial goods has a whole new low and it is shocking.  Too worrisome for me to mention on my social media space, hence only the announcement of “another post on my blog….”  I’m sure today’s kids could care less about going to read my rants!

We have tons of expensive “product” pushed at us on television.   Advertisers lie by omission as well as about quality. They often are untruthful about product components (which often only support their need for higher sales price)  and most deliberately fabricate possible results. (A good example of this deceit is in beauty products for females.)

There is an old adage “seeing is believing” which until the last few decades was construed  if one can SEE something, one can BELIEVE it is true.   Children see this all the time on television; now as non-adults they do believe what they see, what they hear, and especially if product or service will make them popular.

Children are growing up  with an incredible desire for product, and as they become desirous for product, they may well have little or no access to funds. If they are to afford their treasured Brands, Labels and Symbols they need big money and the quickest way to get money has always been the most dangerous and destrutive way, which remains the cruelest human activity:  taking advantage of the desperate;  desperate girls.

According to Canadian author Charlene Azam, the most vulnerable species of our times other than little tots  now appears to be our pubescent and post-pubescent teenage girls.

Her research is in her native and neighboring Canada, but we have no guarantee that this practice is not a part of our society as well. I fear we may be overlooking a similar attack on our own young girls with their cravings for being cool and accepted in a world that worries about who is and who is not enjoying The Good Life.

I’m a mom and a grandmother.   I have battled and paddled with my tweens and teens as they navigate the rapids to adulthood, watching, asking questions, paying attention when a gang was at my house, surreptitiously listening to what they were joking about in my presence to get my clues. These young humans cannot resist winking and giggling at each other as they talk about “secrets” in front of parents. I know from my own teen experience, when I believed parents were basically crabby and a few biscuits short of a dozen in the brain pile.

My kids survived, married, and had children of their own. And, both have children in the danger years when kids want to be like other kids:  conform and just do anything to be popular.

I intend to read Ms. Azam’s brave book, although the prospect makes even my stomach turn. I wanted to get the word out quickly and publicly, but not spilled out via social media. I know I have young ones looking at my social media site and I feel it is dangerous.  And I am concerned about whether or not, this kind of Good Night Kiss is already the norm in our country!   I’m hoping mothers, fathers and extended families will be looking after and watching over their young women, checking in with them.

Families! Think in term the old fashioned “Round Table for Dinner” even if pizza is involved. as it is an institution that needs to be re-installed and treasured once again at home. Bring up important subjects like safety, health and family values while they can be dealt openly and with honestly in the early years, between 1 and 10. Children absorb easily, and when so very young they are at their most vulnerable to be fooled, especially by peers.

The good news is that it’s never too early nor too late to arm our children with information about personal behavior; likewise, to help them understand the fickle, foolish, and dangerous commercial world they most likely will inherit.  If you wish to read more the author’s site is below.

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