Showing posts with label Opinion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Opinion. Show all posts

December 6, 2012

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On Being a Lady

By Abbie King
It has come to my attention that manners and etiquette as a whole are recently being pushed to the wayside. More specifically, though, I have observed the etiquette and poise young ladies once carried themselves with is being continuously disregarded. Although I do understand that some girls don’t want to appease sexism by falling into the stereotype of a “girl,” I believe there is a huge difference between a girl and a lady. A girl cares what others think. A girl lets others influence her decisions. A girl fits the stereotype.
But there is a certain magic to a lady. A lady thinks for herself. She places her napkin in her lap, chews food and chewing gum with her mouth closed, and knows when it is and is not acceptable to swear. A lady knows when to speak and when to listen. She is aware of the social situation she is in and knows how to conduct herself. Being ladylike is more than just please and thank-you’s. It is knowing not to degrade yourself, knowing what you are worth. Girls these days, due to media and society’s standards, are unaware of how truly special they are, and a disturbing amount sell themselves short, whether it be concerning boys, their peers, or their occupation. “Keep it classy,” is right. Less is more. Boys don’t deserve to know all of your secrets on the first date. Acting less intelligent than you are, believe it or not, isn’t appealing to a guy. You are worth more than what you think, so don’t let any boy or model or celebrity or clothing line make you think otherwise. Who you surround yourself with is who you becoming, so choose carefully. I am not suggesting we erase 50 years of feminism, but rather, we add a little class to what we’ve accomplished thus far.
As Marie from the Aristocats says, “I’m a lady.”

September 21, 2012

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Nettiquette


By Bethany Bray

Our generation is at a coming of age where we will never know an Internet- free existence. We will never know what it's like to phone a friend at 10:00 p.m. and politely ask if it's too late to call. We will never know what it's like to ride our bike over to our neighbor's house to ask for a cup of sugar for the cookies that our mother is baking. We won't understand the humor that our parents will talk about in the scene of “Clueless” where Cher and Dionne find each other in the high school hall way, mid- cell phone conversation. The majority of us don't even know what “Clueless” is. 
While us teenagers are staring into our heavily pixelated cell phone screens, the adult world is worried that we are missing the poignant moments of our “golden years.” We may have never thought of it before, but think of all of the things we have missed because we were texting, or Tweeting, or even Facebooking about the cute old couple that we saw at WalMart holding hands earlier that day. I bet some of you didn't see Gabby Douglas become the first African American gymnast to win the gold medal in the all- around gymnastics competition, because you were texting your best friend about what you were going to wear to school the next day. I bet some of you didn't witness the success of the Curiosity as it planted on the surface of Mars, because you were Instagramming a picture of your cat. 
Maybe the adult world is right. Maybe we do need to pause and observe what's happening around us without having an iPhone 4 in front of our face. So, with fading hope for future generations, they leave us their pleas. 
Stop texting so much. In 2010, the average teen was sending more than 3,000 texts a month. That's 3,000 moments that we had our heads ducked down away from our surroundings, fingers flailing, tongue protruding from the lower left side of our mouth ever so slightly, sending someone an obviously inane message when we could've been interacting with the people around us. Trust me, I know, we use our phones to steer clear of awkward situations, but have you thought that maybe staying quiet in the elevator with our nose in the phone screen makes things more awkward? Would you rather ask the person in the elevator with you how his or her day is doing, leading up to a nice conversation, or stand pigeon toed quietly beside he or she wishing that you could get to the sixth floor faster to avoid the awkward silence? Plus, our fingers would appreciate a much- needed break from the touch- screen. 
Get over your fear of the phone. Voice-to-voice communication is becoming a lost art, and that's kind of a huge bummer. Nowadays, only 14% of teens say they talk daily with friends on a landline, when it was 30% in 2009. 31% of teens say that they never talk on a landline anyway. The phone offers unparalleled access to the thoughts and feelings of the other person on the line. Only over the phone can you pick up on nuances, or soothe a spurned friend appropriately, and really get to the heart of why that breezy Jocelyn asked Greg to the Sadie Hawkins Dance when everyone on the whole first floor knew you were planning to. 
Maybe the rules and pleas that the adult world has left are selfish, but they just want the best for everyone, even for the know-at-alls, the ADD-addled, and the lightening-fingered.