Due to circumstances beyond our control, the Bean has returned to in person education for this last nine weeks of the year.
She is wearing a mask and I hope she doesn’t get Covid but it had to be done. She is in a new school this year having left the parochial school she was in since age 3. It just wasn’t a good fit anymore. Now she is swimming in a public school sea with about four times more kids than her previous school but so far so good.
Where is this going? Well, the Gramps and I are sitting in a new pick up line observing students age 10 to 12 and I have to say it is a very dismal view. One girl has half her hair dyed back and the other side maroon. Texas Tech fan perhaps? Doubtful. One boy has his head shaved on one side with the other side flowing almost shoulder length. And they all wear black. Or gray. Or black that has been washed to gray.
Nobody ties their shoes.
Nobody brushes their hair.
They all look terrible.
When I was that age, in school, we got dressed — up. We had natural colored hair and wore hair clips and head bands and petticoats and matching cardigans. We wore skirts and sweaters from Bobbie Brooks and penny loafers. The most scandalous thing we did was wear a cardigan backwards. Tattoos were for sailors.
So, I am certainly getting an education on the fashion sense of tweens in Texas these days. It isn’t good. But I do have one question—-
Where are these kids parents? Or am I just hopelessly out of touch?