When I was ten years old, my parents decided to have another baby, my now nine year old brother, Peyton. Being old enough to watch a child learn and grasp concepts while slowly expanding his vocabulary is an interesting thing. However, I never really thought about how interesting it truly was until last class. What strikes me as so different is in the way my brother and I both acted at nine.
As a nine year old I walked around saying boys had "cooties" and listened to LFO and Backstreet Boys. Peyton, on the other hand, walks around talking about all his "hott" girlfriends and knows the soulja boy dance and lyrics--just not what they mean (dear God I hope). This difference is something that my parents vehemently assign responsibility to having grown up with older siblings. However, I realized just recently at a family wedding this winter that I am not to blame for Peytons knowledge of Hoes being Supermaned.
We have a cousin who is the same age as Peyton. He has slightly older siblings, but not old enough to corrupt him as much as my older brother and I have to peyton. Anyway, this nine year old cousin lives on a farm in east Tennessee and is raised the epitome of a "good old boy" family. He too, knows the dance and lyrics to "Crank That."
DeSaussure said "The community is necessary if values that owe their existence soley to usage and general acceptance are to be set up..." therefore I have found my scapegoat. I am blaming peytons advanced knowledge of worldly topics on Flo Rida, TPain and Lil John.
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very interesting examples to follow-up on class
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