I read another article that talked about this “Entitled Generation.” That writer needs to meet 9-year-old Emily Lueb, granddaughter of my friend Jan Greene, known by her grandchildren as GranJan.
A few weeks ago, GranJan invited Emily for an afternoon to do whatever she wanted. Suggestions were a favorite store, an afternoon movie, out to eat or all of the above.
Emily chose the Build-a-Bear store, where she had purchased a rabbit that needed to be resewn. After the clerk stitched up the rabbit, her grandmother offered to let her shop for a new outfit for her rabbit or something else in the store she might want.
Emily's response was, “No, GranJan, I don't need anything.”
When the clerk overheard this, he suggested Emily look at the 10 colors of hair bows lined up on the counter. “They are free,” he told her, “and you can have two of each color.”
Emily picked one. When the clerk encouraged her to take more, she responded with, “Thank you, but I only need one.”
After leaving the store, Jan asked Emily if she'd like to shop for a new shirt or skirt, to which Emily said, “GranJan my drawers are full of clothes. I don't need anymore.”
Entitled? I don't think so.
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