Today is a lovely sunny day, made even sunnier by the news that the Conservative Party are looking to put the brakes on the ever growing number of young people who go straight from school to benefits.
Hmm, difficult task this, as there seems to be a generation prior to the young adults in question who seems to also believe work is a dirty word. I say this not to be controversial but as an adult who has lived and watched a lot.
We live in a nice area although close enough to cities where disrespect for authority, drug taking and dealing, crime, violence, teenage pregnancy and not working seem to be the norm.
We, as a nation, owe our future adults a chance in life. Having a chance doesn’t mean being gifted money on a fortnightly basis, so it can be spent on drugs and drink, which in turn, lead to irresponsibility and possible teenage pregnancies. Then, by the very nature of the beast, because these young adults haven’t had the role models they deserve, the cycle repeats.
As a child of 9, I used to have to go and give my father help in the evenings and weekends at work. He was a hard working ex-mariner who, after leaving the Navy, got a job as a floor layer, then went on to build a reputable company with a number of employees. I hated every minute of what I was forced to do. I mean hated. Over the years, though (I was at school during the day), I realised the only way to get the new clothes, a bike and eventually a car then a house was to work hard and earn.
Now I wouldn’t wish my childhood on anyone but, if going out to say, cook a meal for elderly or less able people, going out to clean up our parks, taking less able members of the community shopping or just getting a person a newspaper and a cup of tea every day gives our young people some worth ethic, then I’m all for it.
Self respect is the first step on the ladder. The feeling of having earned your money is a sense of achievement and after meeting people of all ages and developing your social skills along the way, who knows where it might lead?