I’m reaching out, engaging and scrutinizing;
skimming through to see you.
Holding you intently, purposefully and committed.
You seemed an open book.
The audio version of your story mesmerizing, your truth so bold.
Then I went beyond your notes and found blank pages.
They told a different story.
You ring hollow.
There’s nothing there.
I have to put this book down.
The efforts made to unravel the mystery, and
the chances taken diving right in brought me no pleasure.
I learned nothing.
Maybe another blank page can read you properly.
I won’t waste my time on an empty binding.
When I’m ready to read again, I’m sure
I’ll find a better book to discover.
Respect doesn’t come easily to youth’s life experience in progress. We put them in their place…
Shut up, youngin’.
What do they know, right?
Shaming leads to silence. It leads to rage. Don’t do that.
A well thought out opinion deserves an audience, even if only one is there to receive it.
Contributions of spoken information are the right of any individual, young or old.
Let’s hear it all.
Encouraging communication honors the conviction of the orator. Let them learn, respect their effort. Challenge the thought process, if it requires it, but let them speak.
Embrace their courage, honor their thoughts. Let them talk.
Their experience, their journeys will shape future discussions, better lives possibly.
All humans feel valuable to others and especially themselves when they are accepted.
Respect their language and their self-expression.
Let them become adults who are heard.