11 rules for kids, students, and late bloomers


During an event I attended recently, I spoke to a student with great ambitions, and a company of his own.Really liked the kid,just thought he lacks experience to lead a proper business.When I told him what I think the holes are in his products,well, he kinda became pale and left me to go look for a chair to sit in.Soon after, he left the event. I'm not sure if I did him a favor or killed his dreams, but one way or the other it sure was an experience for him :).Hopefully he learned something from our conversation cause if he did not,he will have to learn from his own mistakes. My point in this text is that I think that there are things kids should be taught in high school (or not later than college) as a lot of stuff around us today promise us a future world where talk is not cheap and money is easy to get. A fast buck for nothing. That will NOT happen. To all high school kids, college students, and everyone that finds any single one from the following 11 rules new to them: congratulations, you just learned one of the most important lessons in your life.Try to stick to it.Here are the 11 rules from the book "Dumbing Down our Kids" by educator Charles Sykes: 

     RULE 1
     Life  is not fair - get used to it.

     RULE 2
     The  world won't care about your self-esteem. The world
     will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you  feel
     good about yourself.

     RULE 3
     You  will NOT make 40 thousand dollars a year right out
     of high school. You won't be a vice president with
     car phone, until you earn  both.

     RULE 4
     If  you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a
     boss.

     RULE 5
     Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your
     grandparents had a different word for burger flipping.
     they called it Opportunity.

     RULE 6
     If  you mess up,it's not your parents' fault, so don't
     whine about your mistakes, learn from them.

     RULE 7
     Before you were born, your parents weren't as boring as
     they are now. They got that way from paying  your bills,
     cleaning your clothes and  listening to you talk about
     how cool  you are. So before you save the rain forest
     from the parasites of your parent's generation, try
     delousing the closet in your own room.


     RULE 8
     Your  school may have done away with winners and losers,
     but life has not. In some schools they have  abolished
     failing grades and they'll  give you as many times as
     you want to  get the right answer. This doesn't bear the
     slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life.

     RULE 9
     Life  is not divided into semesters. You don't get
     summers off and very few employers are interested in
     helping you find yourself. Do that on your own  time.

     RULE 10
     Television is NOT real life. In real life people
     actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to  jobs.

     RULE 11
     Be  nice to nerds. Chances are you'll end up working for
     one.

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