Air Force Academy and Sassy Sunday

Day three of tour is in progress and is going pretty well. We sang at the United State Air Force Academy this morning. It wasn't a big crowd but it was such a beautiful church that it didn't even matter.

Now we're on our way to Casa Bonita in Denver. I've heard that is like a Mexican Chucky Cheese. This could get really interesting with this group of people. We're really a bunch of kids. It should be fun. Later tonight we have a concert in Denver. It will be our first concert off music and I think we'll be okay. I'm a little anxious but I really think this will be a great concert. Tomorrow we head to Gillette which is fun because my two uncles live there. I hope they can make it to the concert.

So! It is Sassy Sunday. This is the day that I pour a little bit of sass into things. Today I'm getting sassy about manners. Maybe this correlates directly to the way that children are being disciplined nowadays but I have noticed that my generation doesn't have very good manners. It is so often that I see teenagers being disrespectful to their parents and teachers that it just makes me sick. I also notice a large lack of "please" and "thank you" behavior. I was always taught to treat my elders and superiors with respect. Apparently, a lot of other people were not taught these same things. I understand that parents and children fight. I argue with my mother on a fairly regular basis. I don't do it in front of strangers though. Those are things that I keep in the privacy of my home. And the way that people talk to teachers drives me up the wall too. People call their teachers by their first names and swear around them and act almost as if they are equals. I can't even fathom this. I have slipped and sworn in front of my teachers before but I typically make a conscious effort not to. I certainly won't call them by their first names. Even if they ask me to. They are very highly educated and have earned their title and deserve my respect in referring to them in that title. I don't even know most of my teachers' first names. Even if I don't like my teacher or superior, I try to be respectful around them and save my complaints for my roommate or journal. I'm not going to give my teacher attitude and tell them that they are wrong. Even if they are, that's not my place. So that's my my sass for this Sunday. I think that people could use a refresher course on how to be polite and respectful. I could probably use one too. It definitely wouldn't hurt anybody to be a little more polite.