Ok i have no idea why the pictures went all heywire but i dont have enough time right now to mess around trying to correct them….the idea of the pics is to personify the teenage spirit of my era…..
last night I took all the girls out for a meal. Now the beautiful one ,rapidly approaching teenagerhood, god forbid ,went totally to town on this. Various outfits, shoes, scarves ,belts and whatever other crap were tried on and then it was time for various hairdos, lipsticks and only god knows what else until I ,the grumpy middle age old fart had had enough of all this palaver and instructed her that if she was not in the back of the van within two minutes I was leaving without her……she was in the van within two minutes which indicates that I do still have a little authority in my own home.
Now blondie has also sort of caught this bug but blondie is much simpler and far less sophisticated and complicated and carries on in her general ,I don’t really give a shit sort of way…..a chip off her old fart blockhead dad so to speak….non the less beautiful.
So off we go to the northmead square, an uneventful journey. Now those of you who live in the area may or may not have noticed that this mall has a sort of teenage vibe, I think the cinema may have a lot to do with this, after all we all know what goes on in the darkness of the cinema particularly the last two rows . Anyways there are a shyte load of teenagers hanging around the place.
Now the beautiful one, being a very young teenager, not quite thirteen as of yet ,was totally in awe of these other teenagers like they were some sort of gods and goddesses. I sat and observed her observing all these other kids with great interest. I am certain that she was checking out all the girls clothes, shoes, hair, make up and mannerism with the intention of copying and adapting them to her own style.
I have to say here, and I may be biased, but I doubt it …lol……after all she is my little girl, that the beautiful one was by far the most beautiful girl there. Although she is a little young to attract the attention of too many boys yet I have no doubt that in a year or two I am in for a really hard time…..poor me.
The beautiful one has a natural beauty and a sophistication, elegance and intelligence about her that makes her stand out and be noticed. Although her fashion skills are good they are however a little over done and still a little childish but she will realize this and adapt and perfect her own methods. Her natural dark complexion that makes her appear permanently glowing and well suntanned is one of her greatest attributes and it is this that makes her so easy to photograph.. All I can say is ,she just has IT, whatever IT is.
Now blondie is off playing on the jungle gym as she is really still a kid but the beautiful one is morphing into something else right before my eyes….quite charming and very interesting in a scary kind of way.
If the beautiful ones big sis, THE BRAT is anything to go by then im in for big troube. The brat too is very beautiful but she just does not realize how beautiful she is. Ive seen the younger boys and the older mens heads turn when she is present. The brat however is unaware,or at least pretends that she is unaware, there is no way she can really be unaware, and has no interest , she is a hard ass who is quite capable of punching the lights out of any over frisky little, or big, wannabe studs. After all she grew up and we live in brakpan. Im not sure that the beautiful one has these same self preservation skills…….poor me.
So me being the anthropological, social satire loving me that I am i sat and watched and attempted to analyse all these teenagers strutting around like a bunch of peacocks with their “ek is cooler as julle” attitude. Quite amusing I must say, Although some of them look a bit like adults and all of them think they are adults, the veneer is very thin and its all too easy to see that they are really still children, let off the leash a little but children non the less.
The over emphasis on the trendy type clothes, the designer labeled brand names, the over tweaked hairdos and the obsession with the cool cell phones, status symbols. The self conscious mannerisms, the way they move their hands and bob their heads in those rehearshed ,choreographed ways that they have seen the pop stars doing on tv and the way some of the older ones drink beer and smoke, not quite sure or yet comfortable with the concept but non the less proud of the fact that they are doing it.. The overly loud false kind of bravado attitude ,the silly giggling and talking behind their hands of the girls, the looking over their shoulders uncomfortably when left sitting in a public place alone, the way they all observe each other to ensure that they are still “in” and that they are noticed by the others, almost as if they are trying to convince themselves just how cool they really are, and wow are some of them are really cool, super cool ,yet somehow they themselves don’t realize it and are not sure of themselves .Very ,very interesting.
Watching these kids is a good soul searching excersize too, because despite being a grumpy old fart I still remember what it was like being a teenager .I SAW MYSELF THIRTY YEARS AGO. Wow what a damn silly little self conscious twit I was. I realized that despite the obvious fashion differences and the phones that the essential characteristic of teenagerhood has not altered one little bit .Yeah the clothing is a lot more sophisticated, not to mention expensive from my rough and ready post punk, homemade anti fashion inspired days, but the attitude is pretty much the same with the over emphasis on standing out and being seen ,many of the same things are still present ie the different coloured shoelaces, the attention paid to hair has not altered one bit and many hairdo themes are still evident .i think doc martens were the only highly valued brand name we had…mind you those german army parka jackets were quite funky and in demand too…..oh and of course black leather biker jackets with lots of zips….and wow those really cool tiger takkies….see nothing has essentially changed….apart from the specific paraphinalia… I watched this one kid who had clearly spent a lot of time with his hair and chuckled inside as I recall standing in front of the mirror ,thirty years ago rubbing soap into my hair to make it spikey, and bleaching and ripping jeans , fond memories of a pathetic episode……….hahahaha
A nice little trip down memory lane
Now I see myself through my dads eyes and it makes complete sense why he use to shake his head, sigh and tell me to stop being a twit…. and turn that bloody crap down whilst your about it……..
And even all the modern technology has the same result…..Loud, awful , shitty, cheap, cheesy ,childish, poppy teeny bop crap “music”. This one superb trendy little twit was sitting on the steps with his buddies with this little docking station kind of thing that you plug a usb flash drive into, blasting this crap out of the speaker…are they still called speakers these days? But man was this dude cool. Not much different from me sitting at the parking lot come roller skating ring with a ghetto blaster blaring and being super dooper cool more than thirty years back. Is an ipod, mp3 or whatever you call the thing these days really any cooler than a walkman……I think not …the result is exactly the same. After all was the walkman not also the most up to date “modern” technology back in its day.
But I have this to say……rock on teenagers…you guys are awesome. Enjoy the few years of absolute blissful freedom and ignorance whilst you can . I recall, oh how I recall that feeling of total unfetered freedom, when everything was a blast and so very, very exciting, I was gonna live forever ,I could go anywhere, I was never gonna die , invincible ,the sky was the limit, I was capable of anything………and believe me our generation was gonna fix all the worlds problems, bring peace, do away with hunger too etc……dream on kids……you live in a fools paradise…..but you are still kids so we tolerate and forgive you….because we love you….enjoy it whilst you still can super cool ones because all to soon it will be gone ,gone, gone …..replaced by work, wars, bonds, responsibility ,tiredness and incredible even more tired tiredness ,frustration ,doubt ,debt, obligations ,difficult choices and crap ………so you think school sucks?…..just wait till you get to work……..….but don’t fear this either as this too is cool and has its own rewards……you cant remain teenagers forever and in a few years youll be really grateful that this is the case…and youll look back and see just what glorious, awesome super cool little twits you really where ….and youll probably learn and appreciate how awesome real music is……and complain about the crap your kids play….this is a good thing………then you shall gaze upon your own kids and worry and smile, and love, and get pissed off with them, and moan ,and be afraid of the stupid choices that you know they are going to make, and be afraid to let them venture into this crazy big bad world……and realize that you too have no choice….they have to make their own mistakes and make their own lives.
And you will know that this is as it must be and that all will be fine….rock on
Life is well worth the effort of living.
UH hum……sorry folks but what started out as an attempt at a carefully constructed piece of writing morphed into a ramble……ah well ive said what was running about in my skull at the time so here it is
I did however learn this, Many teenagers hang out at malls to make use of the free wifi networks….i realized and now know this as I am starting to do the same now that I have a smartphone……im going for a fancy hairdo next…..i was thinking something along the lines of beiber….…I think I might be having a mid life crisis?……lol….…..see I am indeed still a teenager at heart after all.
So parents be aware that when you drop your innocent, well behaved, well educated little darlings ,whom you love so much ,off at the mall they are actually there to DOWNLOAD FREE PORN….hahahahaha
Have a greatday all