I have yet to be a parent to teenagers. I’m pretty sure that my oldest is less than a year away from a transformation similar to Kevin’s… Remember that show? Here’s something to refresh your memory.
I don’t feel really to be a Mum to a teenager. I still feel like one myself half the time. We are rapidly approaching the teenage years and I can’t keep up.
Garreth was born when I was just 19. It’s crazy to think he’s over half way and there’s only 7 years until he is 19. Life is so different for teenagers now, compared to when I grew up. ICT lessons for me consisted of creating a fake website using Microsoft Publisher. Garreth is learning how to code in his. I grew up going to Fair View Disco for 11-15 year olds, there’s nothing like that now (not that Garreth would want to go to a disco but still).
As a teenager I was quite naive. I would spend half of my time wondering why my peers were laughing about ‘Rainbow kisses’ and ‘balls dropping’. (Seriously, if you don’t know what I’m talking about visit Urban Dictionary). I was always worried about my teenagers hearing things I don’t want them to hear… but I don’t have much control over it really, do I?
Actually, Garreth is a really young 12 year old. He is the oldest of 5 (no older siblings to learn from) and most of his friends are the oldest siblings too. None of them really have any older influencers who could introduce them to things I heard in Secondary school.
An even more pivotal reason for him being a little immature is that he is in the oldest year group in his school. He is Year 8. There is no Year 9, 10 or 11.
The school opened it’s doors for the first time in September 2016 with just 80 pupils. He will go through secondary school without any other year groups above him.
I’m hoping this will be a good thing in terms of Teenage Teachings…