PAMPERED PEOPLE 07

pampered people Current mood: confused Category: Life
Let me preface this rant by saying: Most people who know me know that i grew up rather "taken care of" while my mother was married to a rich doc in colorado springs. Prior to kindergarten and after 5th grade we were poor.....comodody ration cheese goodwill poor then part of the working class poor while i was in high school. My elementary school was in a very upperclass part of colo springs where all my friends had pretty much gigantic homes and the barbie dream house in the basement. (never got that...damn santa!)
Now............here is the meat and bones of my soapbox..........
I remember it being a virtual blizzard and we were suited up in full ski gear, bibs, scarves, coats and moonboots (one year mine where punky brewster....yeah, i am sure she wore them too? In ny?Whatever) anyway we walked to school. It was bitch ass cold and we did it. Very rarely did you see parents driving kids to school let alone this utter amazing phenomonon i see rampant these days.
Yup, folks here comes the dreaded, very adult sounding....."In my day...." speach we hated out of our own peace loving parents.
I live in a rather afluent part of the country. I live amongst people with new and old money not a day goes by i don't see escalades and hummers whizzing by my comparativly meager suv. On my way to the montessori school i work at, i pass by 3 school zones. I have been behind a school bus a time or twenty. I see the same shit. Kids in warm cars waiting at the bus stop. Yeah, it's cold some mornings but it aint even snowin yet!
These kids are not little either. Theya re in mid school and high school sittin with mom or dad in the heated seat bmw sedan waiting for the bus that undoubtedly is not as the bus system was when i went to jefferson middle school in albuquerque (i wont even go into what Maria Elena Lopez did to me everyday......i lost a lot of hair that year)anyway I gave the parents a little credit the first time i saw it. Maybe the child is a "ditcher" and they are escorting them to make sure. Until the proof was right infront of my eyes.....the suv's car doors opening, i wanna be gheto garb wearing kids exiting, and the parents turning en masse back into the fancy gated comunities with names like Braddock Meadows, Tre Trees, and Lincoln Hill to go back to the 5th McMansion on the left. Heres a hint....ya know that Burberry jacket you paid a second mortgage for? How about letting your kid rough it out rockin the goose down for little over 15 ninutes? Big Babies!

COULD SOMEONE PLEASE EXPLAIN THIS TO ME????I walked a mile to the city bus and got two tranfers every day to get to high school until i was lucky enough to borrow a car then later buy my own. (granted, i was a primadonna and chose a "better" high school out of district so technically it is my fault but still)
as per my elementary experience i luckily lived across the street, up an embankment, over a crick and down a long dirt pass to my school.....have you ever walked in heavy moon boots caked with 5 pounds of fresh redclay and mud because the snow melted upon your walkin on it.....it takes forever and it sucks. now i get why the fuck they are called moonboots.
Middle school bit the big one. if i missed the bus i walked home in anykind of weather. ANYKIND i remember like it was yesterday....and i believe it was 8 miles. luckily, not uphil both ways!


anyone else?