Oh How Far We've Come...

I have spent the past three days substituting for 7th and 8th grade classes. I don't think I realized how far I have come since my middle school days. I still have my insecure moments, and my less than professional moments, and my completely airheaded moments. I don't think my self-image has progressed much from my high school vision of myself. Yeah, I graduated college and got married and moved to a foreign country and had lots of jobs, but in my mind "adults" are my parents' age. However, to middle schoolers, I am the supreme authority on everything. I am an adult. I am respected. And I see the difference that ten years can make.

This is me in my Freshman year of high school with two of my adults: Mom and Grandma.

I passed a student project in the hall today. It was a poster titled "How Babies are Made."

WARNING!!
STOP!!! DO NOT READ PAST THIS POINT UNLESS YOU ARE AN ADULT!! THERE IS SENSITIVE MATERIAL THAT SHOULD ONLY BE READ BY MARRIED PEOPLE!!
WARNING!!

How Babies Are Made:

1) Two adults "get together." WARNING!! STOP!! NOT UNTIL AFTER MARRIAGE!! ADULTS ONLY!! WARNING!! STOP!!

2) Sperm fertilize the egg.

3) Nine months later, a baby is born. WARNING!! BABIES CRY A LOT!! BABIES ARE ONLY FOR ADULTS!! U MUST BE MARRIED!! WARNING!!!

There was another poster project next to it: "The Stages of Life."
According to this poster my age group (19-30) is the Young Adult group.
The life goals of Young Adults are "building stronger relationships with close family." If we don't build our relationships strongly, we are lonely.

Crying babies might be one of the side effects of building stronger relationships. After all, an awful lot of "Young Adults" have small children.