We Must Overcome

I have come to the realisation that I am one of those older people who can't stand uppity children...yes, I am now my mother.

On Friday I visited the HWT Bus Station just a half hour after they killed a thief at the entrance on Constant Spring Road. The space was littered with high school children just milling around as if nothing had happened....how hardened we have become to violence, even the youngest of the lot seemed unperturbed by the days happenings and stood resolute in their plans to idle away the Friday evening in joy in the bus park.

I know the area to be dangerous but I needed envelopes so I stopped in to purchase same from the Book shop there. As I waited to be rung up, my eyes drifted to a Young Couple...lost in their own world caressing each other. Now I wouldn't have had a problem if the expressive couple were even 13 years old, but since they barely looked out of second form (8th grade) I was disgusted.

There they were, his hands looped around her ass under her book bag, kneading the mound of flesh......and there she was, her arms similarly looped and staring deeply into his eyes as he whispered sweet nothings (probably the words to "Rampin Shop" cause they think this a display of literary genious' capture of intimate relations) and they were as one. What the.....

Not being one to stand idly by and watch my education tax contribution wasted, upon finishing my transaction I stepped to the love-birds and asked whether they were sure this was the vibe they wanted to perpetrate in the bus park. In salute to me as an Elder, they were quiet and broke the hold....they did not answer however and I'm not sure if it was embarrassment, ignorance or indignation....but I was not deterred, so I asked a follow-up question, to the little hazel eyed girl with her cornrow natural hair giving the impression of a youth with good 'broughtupsy'..."What would your mother say if she knew what you were doing in the bus park?"....at that stage I don't know if it was anger which darkened those hazel discs but her "man" took her by the hand and walked me out. What the.....:)

All that time my friend stood there in disbelief that I would put our lives again at risk. She beseeched me to "Come" as teh ordeal unfolded... she took my hand and trie dto lead me away whispering in a shaky tome "Let's go before they return wid dem bad man friends and bus' wi ass".... I'm not irrational so the wisdom of thsoe words were not lost on me.....I acceded and left the scene.

Our youth are lost....adulthood and childhood seem to have gotten crossed somewhere in the mix in this information age and we are living in a country of undefined roles...it must stop, it will stop, we all have to be the change. A generation of vipers await us in the future if we are not robust in our attack...are these the people you want in charge of your lives in your old age? We must stand.We cannot bend to the wishes of these misguided youth who wish to jump the gun on adulthood and who by virtue of having sex, feel they are one with those who went before......join me and let us mash down that lie.