|
Korean Job Discussion Forums
"The Internet's Meeting Place for ESL/EFL Teachers from Around the World!"
|
| View previous topic :: View next topic |
| Author |
Message |
Lonewolf
Joined: 02 Feb 2003
|
 Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 5:26 pm Post subject: I think they went a bit too far |
 |
|
| Kids are going to make noise some cry because of the air pressure some just are annoying but parents should try to calm them down. The flight attendant was out of lne with the medicine crack. But the mother should have done something as well. If not move them if possible. Deboarding was just uncalled for. I have no children of my own but and i find kids to be annoying at times but hey everyone kids are just kids they say stupid things they have no idea about the meanings or it is totally different. This kid was saying goodbye to the airport and wow did it get taken out of context. be more patient and have more selfcontrol people. |
|
| Back to top |
|
 |
OiGirl
Joined: 23 Jan 2003
Location: Hoke-y-gun
|
| Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 5:39 pm Post subject: |
|
|
| tzechuk wrote: |
Let all Dave's mothers unite!
Letty loves her photo here, so too bad for all your baby-avatar haters!!!!  |
Letty reads the board? |
|
| Back to top |
|
|
Young FRANKenstein
Joined: 02 Oct 2006
Location: Castle Frankenstein (that's FRONKensteen)
|
| Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 8:13 pm Post subject: |
|
|
| periwinkle wrote: |
| Anyway, really interesting how intolerant some ppl are. Didn't you guys ever travel as kids? |
Nope.
Didn't set foot in my first plane (Toronto to Orlando) until I was 14. Before that it was 6-8 hour drives or longer in the family truckster.
My parents were PNBs (Parents not Breeders) as opposed to BNPs, and didn't let me get away with anything. When they threatened a punishment, I found out quickly, it was never a bluff. I still remember one occasion I had a meltdown in the supermarket and mom said if you don't stop your crying and screaming, we're going home RIGHT NOW and the pizza and ice cream planned for dinner is off! Well, I kept carrying on. Dad picked me up, threw me over his shoulder, marched us out of the supermarket (leaving the cart of groceries there), and went directly home. I believe THEY had pizza and ice cream, and I was given meatloaf (which I hated) and brussel sprouts (which I hated). I sat at that table for hours until I finished it.
My parents didn't *beep* around and didn't coddle me. They allowed me to fall down and skin my knees, and burn my hand on the stove, and make mistakes, and learn from all of those experiences (there was no such thing as "child-proofing" a home back then). There was no asking my permission or begging me to do somethign or bribing me with candy/money. I did what I was told because to not do it had consequences... a lesson very few teenagers these days have ever had to learn. And there absolutely no smartmouthing to them. The worst I ever said to my dad was "No guff", and I realized the mistake it was the milli-second it came out of my mouth. |
|
| Back to top |
|
|
Are they the lemmings
Joined: 15 Feb 2007
Location: Not here anymore. JongnoGuru was the only thing that kept me here.
|
| Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 8:45 pm Post subject: |
|
|
| Young FRANKenstein wrote: |
| My parents... didn't let me get away with anything... threatened a punishment... never a bluff... I sat at that table for hours until I finished it. My parents... allowed me to fall down and skin my knees, and burn my hand on the stove, and make mistakes, and learn from all of those experiences. I did what I was told. |
That sounds uncannily like my childhood home. Are we related, Young FRANKenstein? 
Meanwhile, quite apart from my own views on kids...
| periwinkle wrote: |
| Didn't you guys ever travel as kids? |
Only in the car. Air travel was a luxury beyond our means. When a few of us finally got to fly, all were beyond crying age. |
|
| Back to top |
|
|
JongnoGuru
Joined: 25 May 2004
Location: peeing on your doorstep
|
| Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 10:23 pm Post subject: |
|
|
| Harsh Bloke wrote: |
| Young FRANKenstein wrote: |
| My parents... didn't let me get away with anything... threatened a punishment... never a bluff... I sat at that table for hours until I finished it. My parents... allowed me to fall down and skin my knees, and burn my hand on the stove, and make mistakes, and learn from all of those experiences. I did what I was told. |
That sounds uncannily like my childhood home. Are we related, Young FRANKenstein?
Meanwhile, quite apart from my own views on kids...
| periwinkle wrote: |
| Didn't you guys ever travel as kids? |
Only in the car. Air travel was a luxury beyond our means. When a few of us finally got to fly, all were beyond crying age. |
Triplets separated at birth.
Not only were you unlikely to encounter screaming babies on planes back in The Good Old Days, but the entire plane was The Smoking Section.
Another thing is, all these babies & toddlers at restaurants. Bleh... I ate at a restaurant maybe twice a month until I was old enough to bear arms and fight and screw and smoke. Not like kids these days. They're all over the restaurants. I don't mean kids-catering restaurants with playrooms. I mean places *I* might go. There were no expressly advertised "family restaurants" back in The Good Old Days. Alternatively, there were simple, basic-fare restaurants (often run by families themselves) where customers knew it was an okay, comfortable, no-stress place to dine en masse with the whole brood in tow. These places would typically offer half portions for small eaters. "Eateries" might be a better word for these restaurants.
But all the fancier, trendier, high-quality, upscale, dimly lit/soft music places -- especially those that catered to the c�cktail crowd and to couples -- by gawd, there was an unwritten and unquestioned understanding that neither the management nor other patrons are going to be thrilled if people bring their kids along. And the parents & kids themselves wouldn't want to go, it's too expensive, the food itself (type and portions) wasn't geared toward young palates, and the atmosphere was too stuffy, formal, behaved and adult for them as well. If the parents wanted that one romantic dinner without the kids, they hired babysitters. I used to like seeing my parents get all gussied up for a night out on the town when I was small. Not like 95% of parents these days, just wearing any old thing and foisting their kids on the rest of humanity.
I hope I don't get seated in the screaming kid section, but I bet I will. I have a bad feeling instant karma's gonna get me. 
Bye! |
|
| Back to top |
|
|
Young FRANKenstein
Joined: 02 Oct 2006
Location: Castle Frankenstein (that's FRONKensteen)
|
| Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 10:27 pm Post subject: |
|
|
| Harsh Bloke wrote: |
| Young FRANKenstein wrote: |
| My parents... didn't let me get away with anything... threatened a punishment... never a bluff... I sat at that table for hours until I finished it. My parents... allowed me to fall down and skin my knees, and burn my hand on the stove, and make mistakes, and learn from all of those experiences. I did what I was told. |
That sounds uncannily like my childhood home. Are we related, Young FRANKenstein? |
Do you have a brother named Frank? 
I'm the same when it can to travel. Air travel was a luxury. That trip to Orlando was the only one until I graduated uni. Although, in the car, traveling for hours and hours in four-speed aircondtioner hell (four speed: wind down all four windows and speed down the highway), mom and dad learned early on to throw a pile of puzzle books at me, a Hardy Boys novel, and a couple shots of Gravol... slept like a baby most of the way and was quietly engrossed in the books when awake. |
|
| Back to top |
|
|
koon_taung_daeng
Joined: 28 Jan 2007
Location: south korea
|
| Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 3:47 am Post subject: |
|
|
| Troll_Bait wrote: |
Why do some people with children think that they have the right to make the rest of us miserable?
If your child is screaming in your own home, that's your business.
If your child is screaming on a 12-hour flight, you have the obligation to at least try to quiet him or her down. If you try and fail, then that's OK, but too many parents don't even try or simply go through the motions.
People who procreate do not have more rights that those who don't. |
i cant believe this thread went thru so many pages, this is totally right if the mother tried to quiet down the kid and failed then thats ok but if she was being a bitch and trying to protest her childs rights to scream and make everybody else miserable thats another thing |
|
| Back to top |
|
|
tzechuk
Joined: 20 Dec 2004
|
| Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 4:21 am Post subject: |
|
|
| OiGirl wrote: |
| tzechuk wrote: |
Let all Dave's mothers unite!
Letty loves her photo here, so too bad for all your baby-avatar haters!!!! |
Letty reads the board? |
Well, sure. Letty sits on me and looks at the board when I do. |
|
| Back to top |
|
|
Big_Bird
Joined: 31 Jan 2003
Location: Sometimes here sometimes there...
|
| Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 4:28 am Post subject: |
|
|
| tzechuk wrote: |
| OiGirl wrote: |
| tzechuk wrote: |
Let all Dave's mothers unite!
Letty loves her photo here, so too bad for all your baby-avatar haters!!!! |
Letty reads the board? |
Well, sure. Letty sits on me and looks at the board when I do. |
Yes, little_bird does that, and he always points at baby_bird's photo and says "Look! There's Baby <the baby' s real name> and Mammy!" He then gets excited about some of the other avatars - especially The Bobsters (on the other site). |
|
| Back to top |
|
|
Young FRANKenstein
Joined: 02 Oct 2006
Location: Castle Frankenstein (that's FRONKensteen)
|
| Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 5:55 am Post subject: |
|
|
| JongnoGuru wrote: |
Triplets separated at birth.
Another thing is, all these babies & toddlers at restaurants. Bleh... I ate at a restaurant maybe twice a month until I was old enough to bear arms and fight and screw and smoke. Not like kids these days. They're all over the restaurants. I don't mean kids-catering restaurants with playrooms. I mean places *I* might go. There were no expressly advertised "family restaurants" back in The Good Old Days. Alternatively, there were simple, basic-fare restaurants (often run by families themselves) where customers knew it was an okay, comfortable, no-stress place to dine en masse with the whole brood in tow. These places would typically offer half portions for small eaters. "Eateries" might be a better word for these restaurants. |
Where I grew up, we ate out twice a month, and it was considered a treat we had to earn. If we were good, we got to eat at Mcdonald's. We were bad, then we stayed home and ate leftovers. The local diner was another place I was taken to as well.
Anything fancier than that, and it was call the babysitter. Kids not allowed.
| Quote: |
| I used to like seeing my parents get all gussied up for a night out on the twon |
Now there's an expression I haven't heard in decades! (Ouch! Am I really counting years in groups of 10?!? Aish!)
| Quote: |
| I hope I don't get seated in the screaming kid section, but I bet I will. I have a bad feeling instant karma's gonna get me. |
I'm on the plane home tomorrow... and karma's always gunning for me. It got me good on my last trip from home. If it's a repeat this time, I will seriously off myself. |
|
| Back to top |
|
|
swetepete
Joined: 01 Nov 2006
Location: a limp little burg
|
| Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 6:14 am Post subject: |
|
|
Well, I dunno, but it sounds a lot of Abe Simpson 'when I was a boy it was REALLY cold,' to me...I don't know how old you guys really are, but when I was a sprout the suburbs (which had just been invented) were gushing over bloated with soft skinned verminous little cry-baby maggots, just like they are now.
Sure, you guys grew up "all thirty-nine of you in one small back alley, which you had to lick clean each day with your tongues, so as to get some nutrition, and if it wasn't spic-and-span when pops got home from the glue factory he'd lash you all within a bicron of your life, and then get drunk, and do it again, and then you'd say thanks pops for showing us some attention' and then you'd go harvest gooeyducks naked until dawn at which point the whole process would begin again, and you were glad of it because it meant you were still alive.
Ok, got it. Times were tougher back then.
But when I was a boy...man, those were tough times. I was born in a coal mine. They only gave six minutes for maternity leave back then, ten if twins, so while I wasn't actually born with a pickaxe in my mouth, it was bloody close at hand...and then they got me chimney sweeping, and then it was really tough...
As to the whole air travel thing: you guys think you had it tough? Ha! I had it really bad.
Remember that old 'Twilight Zone' episode where Shatner sees a gremlin out on the wing, chewing away at electrical cables, and he freaks out and tries to shoot it (cause back in those days, you could carry a gun onto the plane), and gets sucked out into space? Well, let me tell you laddy-me-bucks, not only did I see that show when it first came out, I was that very gremlin, and if it wasn't for the sweet succour of the electrical cables (still organic rubbber in those days) I would've starved long before we got to Pittsburgh to see Granny, and man, you thought mom and dad were hard kunts? Jesus, Mary, and Biffa F**king Bacon, Granny was mean.
And et cetera. Seriously though, you think kids today are any more maggoty than Beaver Cleaver was back when you were young? The Americas been softer than Twinkies for a while longer than that. You guys were lucky enough to get born into a house with spine, fine; but surely you're not so old you can't remember, everybody else was born into pure golden sponge. |
|
| Back to top |
|
|
Young FRANKenstein
Joined: 02 Oct 2006
Location: Castle Frankenstein (that's FRONKensteen)
|
| Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 6:27 am Post subject: |
|
|
| swetepete wrote: |
| Well, I dunno, but it sounds a lot of Abe Simpson 'when I was a boy it was REALLY cold,' to me...I don't know how old you guys really are, but when I was a sprout the suburbs (which had just been invented) were gushing over bloated with soft skinned verminous little cry-baby maggots, just like they are now. |
I've never lived in the burbs, so I wouldn't know. I doubt I'm much older than you.
| Quote: |
| Ok, got it. Times were tougher back then. |
That's not what we're (okay, I'm) saying. Parents back then didn't shirk their duties as parents, and actually instilled into their children responsibility, work ethic, and (hopefully) manners
| Quote: |
| You guys were lucky enough to get born into a house with spine, |
Actually, most of my generation was pretty much the same, and I'm far from being a grandpa. It's not like I had to walk 10 miles to school in my bare feet, in 3 feet of snow against the wind both ways. |
|
| Back to top |
|
|
swetepete
Joined: 01 Nov 2006
Location: a limp little burg
|
| Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 6:29 am Post subject: |
|
|
| Aw, I was just kidding. |
|
| Back to top |
|
|
Yu_Bum_suk
Joined: 25 Dec 2004
|
| Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 8:08 am Post subject: |
|
|
| JongnoGuru wrote: |
| Harsh Bloke wrote: |
| Young FRANKenstein wrote: |
| My parents... didn't let me get away with anything... threatened a punishment... never a bluff... I sat at that table for hours until I finished it. My parents... allowed me to fall down and skin my knees, and burn my hand on the stove, and make mistakes, and learn from all of those experiences. I did what I was told. |
That sounds uncannily like my childhood home. Are we related, Young FRANKenstein?
Meanwhile, quite apart from my own views on kids...
| periwinkle wrote: |
| Didn't you guys ever travel as kids? |
Only in the car. Air travel was a luxury beyond our means. When a few of us finally got to fly, all were beyond crying age. |
Triplets separated at birth.
Not only were you unlikely to encounter screaming babies on planes back in The Good Old Days, but the entire plane was The Smoking Section.
Another thing is, all these babies & toddlers at restaurants. Bleh... I ate at a restaurant maybe twice a month until I was old enough to bear arms and fight and screw and smoke. Not like kids these days. They're all over the restaurants. I don't mean kids-catering restaurants with playrooms. I mean places *I* might go. There were no expressly advertised "family restaurants" back in The Good Old Days. Alternatively, there were simple, basic-fare restaurants (often run by families themselves) where customers knew it was an okay, comfortable, no-stress place to dine en masse with the whole brood in tow. These places would typically offer half portions for small eaters. "Eateries" might be a better word for these restaurants.
But all the fancier, trendier, high-quality, upscale, dimly lit/soft music places -- especially those that catered to the c�cktail crowd and to couples -- by gawd, there was an unwritten and unquestioned understanding that neither the management nor other patrons are going to be thrilled if people bring their kids along. And the parents & kids themselves wouldn't want to go, it's too expensive, the food itself (type and portions) wasn't geared toward young palates, and the atmosphere was too stuffy, formal, behaved and adult for them as well. If the parents wanted that one romantic dinner without the kids, they hired babysitters. I used to like seeing my parents get all gussied up for a night out on the town when I was small. Not like 95% of parents these days, just wearing any old thing and foisting their kids on the rest of humanity.
I hope I don't get seated in the screaming kid section, but I bet I will. I have a bad feeling instant karma's gonna get me.
Bye! |
Yesterday I got to enjoy the experience of going out for Sunday lunch with the after-church crowd in Abbotsford, Canada, with a group of friends and their four children aged 6 years to 5 weeks. I just can't believe the shit that society will put up with. The buffet was ridiculously cheap for children, yet the children made far more mess and work for the serving staff than adults, and, including food wasted, consumed more than some light adults would. It was kind of fun to sit back and watch how much more work the kids created for everyone, and say things like 'Kids! What's at their table? Go see what those people are eating!' and watch how much nussaince strangers would put up with.
It was lots of fun going out to a family restaurant / rumpus room with my friends' kids, but if I ever go out to eat in Canada on a Sunday with only adults, I'm making sure we go to a bar-and-grill that doesn't allow any minors. |
|
| Back to top |
|
|
Are they the lemmings
Joined: 15 Feb 2007
Location: Not here anymore. JongnoGuru was the only thing that kept me here.
|
| Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 4:01 am Post subject: |
|
|
Talk of
| JongnoGuru wrote: |
| All these babies & toddlers at restaurants. |
and
| Yu_Bum_suk wrote: |
| If I ever go out to eat in Canada on a Sunday with only adults, I'm making sure we go to a bar-and-grill that doesn't allow any minors. |
reminded me of some exceptional kids. I used to frequent a local izakaya gastro-pub, which was run by a man and his wife. They had two kids, but because both husband and wife were preparing to open for business starting in early afternoon, the kids had to come and spend the evening at the pub because there was no-one at home to look after them.
Anyway, the kids -- a boy and a girl, both elementary school aged -- were fantastically well behaved (after all, dad was not shy about telling them off if they acted up and, well, he's the guy with the sharp knives, isn't he? ) The kids were very unobtrusive for the most part, doing their homework at an unoccupied table, but they were also very popular with we regulars and often they'd sit and watch the baseball with us. My then-girlfriend-now-wife and I agreed that the kids were very adult-like because they spent a lot of their time around other adults.
I wonder about the implications of kids growing up in a pub, but it doesn't matter anymore because, alas, the gastro-pub has now gone. The owner said that with his kids getting bigger, it was then or never to get out of that highly competitive business. It was a nice place and is now sorely missed. |
|
| Back to top |
|
|
|
|
You cannot post new topics in this forum
You cannot reply to topics in this forum
You cannot edit your posts in this forum
You cannot delete your posts in this forum
You cannot vote in polls in this forum
|
|
FAQ
Search
Memberlist
Usergroups
Register
Profile
Log in to check your private messages
Log in
