Well, that seems like there's an obvious answer to that statement.
Mostly you would be correct but the reasons have changed dramatically
over time.
Today I was home doing chores on a day off
and now that the boy is out of school, he was with me for the day. We
strive to make sure his little eyes are not glued to an electronic
device from the second he opens his eyes in the morning to the last
thing he sees at night before bedtime. Now that summer is here, he needs
to help more around the house and yard. He has chores. I had them
growing up and My Beloved had them as well. Most of our generation took
the torch and carried on.
He asked me a question though when I told him he had to help me work in the yard. He asked why do I have to work? It was a good question from a child and the reasons
for work have changed dramatically over the generations. I'm certain in
his immediate situation, he simply didn't want to be outside away from a
glowing screen. As a nation we are still transitioning from an agrarian
society to one that is filled with the hustle an bustle of urban life.
It is not so long ago that there was a true reason to go to work. It was
to put food on the table. That was it. No work, no eat.
In
the past you had to work for every meal. Feed the chickens and gather
the eggs for breakfast. It started with the very first meal of the day.
Up at dawn or before to work to eat. Now, there is still part of that
even in the modern day society. Virtually no one has to do anything
before they eat. One simply has to roll out of bed and let their feet
carry them to the refrigerator where a cornucopia of delights is ready
to tickle the pallet. The thought of working for one's food in mostly an
afterthought. Now it is about paying the bills. That was secondary in
past generations.
His world knows nothing of a past
where every day one must get up to work before the food hits the table.
His in one more generation that has taken a step away from the past.
What is work? Work is passion. Work is determination. Work is survival.
Ramblings of a 60 Year Old Man - My thoughts on just about anything, in no particular order; Robert Thomas - author.
