Reflection for 50's.

Reflection for 50's.
If we have, for a while, 50s (as they now call us, no longer seniors or elders), want to reach the age of 100 years,
we must be stronger in our shoes than ever, because:
When the youth is tired, she is on vacation.
When we are tired, they say "they are lifting".
If the youth makes objections, she has a strong opinion.
If we make objections, we have not understood.
If the youth forgets something, you hear them say "I've been incredibly busy".
If we forget something, people say "that is old age, or Alzheimer's".
But we the elderly are survivors, just look at the changes we have experienced, experienced and survived:
We were born before there was television, freezer, flash cameras, credit cards, computers, dishwashers,
microwave ovens, induction plates, drying cabinets and steam irons.
We first married and lived together without any knowledge and without experience (all that was the case with me).
We were born before there were housemen or part-time jobs, daycare centers, group therapies, cohabitation contracts
or generation pacts.
We had never heard of boys with piercings, bomb-mothers and H5N1We were there before the E40, the B747 jumbo, the shuttle and the TGV.
We only used our memory with brain cells; now they have RAM and ROM and memories with Hard Drives
full of Mega and Gigabytes.
Then "Made in Japan" meant mess.
An i-POT (D) was a stew with us to cook an egg.
We danced on 45 and 33 rpm records, now we have CDs, DVDs and MP3s.
Rabbits and other mammals also ate celery, now they have the same effect on Viagra and v***rator.
Aids was the English word for helpers.
Having a relationship with someone had to do with things, and not with a bed. We were still talking on the sidewalk with neighbors, now they use E-mail to tell each other something, if possible with a
web camera.
We still had a kodakske with black and white film, now they take color photos with a mobile phone that they send with Bluetooth or they
already use a Blackberry Pda.
The galante post with headphones has become a homestudio with surround sound.
The baker still brought the newspaper on foot on Sunday, and the free gazet with the result of the Tour of Flanders was
thrown down from a plane from Het Volk, now they get the results on the PC from the website of the Sunday. the papers.
We did not know what money was out of the wall or bread from the machine.
We had an appointment with us, now that is a "dating" with a "babe".
If you want someone to the moon now, it may be that he is really going there.
We called the news on the radio "the spoken newspaper", now we are being put to the ears with digital radio DAB and
high definition television HDTV.
The color "pink" had to do with babies and "homo" meant "man".
We were still with the scouts or with the Chiro, and boys had to join the troop, now the youth has to take off as a hooligan on the
football or by stabbing a joint.
We are the last generation of having a man to have babies.
We used to look at a map, or even a compass to find the way, now they use a GPS.
But friends, we have also gone all that way, we also send few letters by mail, but go e-mail and with our
cell phone we listen to music, we take photos, and we can even make phone calls.
We will once again adapt, and certainly participate in modern times.
It is not that bad.

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