Neighborhood kids
I was at the neighborhood pool for a couple hours this afternoon, relaxing, catching some rays, and macking on the cute lifeguards (who are of legal age).
There was a large group of girls there who looked like they weren't even close to being out of elementary school. My best guess would be they were rising 4th graders.
In walks a group of boys, roughly the same age. Cue the requisite giggling, poking, and whispering, all done surreptitiously and at a safe distance from the alien "group".
Finally, some of the boys get brave, and one by one, they start inching their way closer to the female group.
Just as the alpha male is making his move, flanked by a couple of his minions, the girls band together, face the boys, and chant in unison, "If you ain't got no money, take your broke ass home!"
This scenario repeated itself at least five times, as every fifteen minutes or so, one or two of the boys would get brave and start working his way toward the girls.
Nine years old and already on the road to being gold-digging sluts. I guess it didn't matter that the alpha dog and at least one of his buddies could do a full gainer off the low dive, as well as a one-and-a-half with a half-twist off the high... the kind of stuff that used to be able to get an elementary school kid halfway to first base back when I was growing up. Nowadays, if you don't have dubs on your Schwinn and at least 150 Playstation games, you ain't getting any somethin-somethin in the corner of the shallow end.
Those of you who have kids, do you think wealth and material possessions take a position of importance in a kid's life much earlier than they used to? When I was growing up in the 90s, that stuff didn't matter until we neared 16 and everyone started getting cars.
I'd be interested to hear about other experiences any of you have encountered.
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