so back when my little brother was in high school, my mom went as a chaperone for their senior year field trip to an amusement park. which, you know, brave move to volunteer to supervise a bunch of high school seniors let loose in a wonderland of rollercoasters and sugar
my brother and his friends in this field trip group were truly great kids. but they were not above run of the mill teenage boy shenanigans. itâs the end of senior year, you and all your buddies are at the amusement park, youâre naturally going to want to act like a complete moron
there was one kid in the group who was especially prone to goofing around. committed to the bit, some may say. my mom knew that if nonsense was going to break out, heâd likely be at the center of it
so she goes up to this kid at the very start of the trip and says âhey, iâm kinda worried about this chaperoning thing. this might be a lot to ask, but can you help me keep an eye on everyone? you wouldnât have to do anything big, just be an extra set of eyes for me.â
friends, this kid proceeded to run their field trip group like the fucking us marines. everyone is at the meet up spots at the designated time. everyone waits in line for the rides like a bunch of boy scouts. the second the horseplay gets too out of hand, this kid is getting it back under control
itâs incredible how differently people act based on the expectations you set. instead of going to this kid and saying âhey, i know youâre trouble, so iâve got my eye on you,â my mom went âhey, i know you have influence in your peer group, so i think you can help me.â
treat someone like a problem, theyâll act like a problem. but give people a chance to help, make them feel important, and they usually rise far above the occasion. it was a stroke of genius that iâm honestly still in awe of
This story makes me think of the time my school bus was taking us home after school, but encountered some kind of engine trouble on a very twisty, hairpin turning canyon road. It kept going, it was just going veeeerrryy sloooowwww, and that means the regular cars were getting stuck behind it. I'm really not kidding about the tight, twisty turns, and this road being narrow. One lane each way, drivers frequently at medium to high speeds, but you couldn't see very far ahead in either direction. If you tried to just go into the opposing traffic (lane going in the opposite direction), you were taking a pretty big risk -- if a car was traveling at speed, you wouldn't know until it hit you. But I'm also not kidding about how slow our bus was going, which increasingly meant some drivers got fed up and took that risk anyway. Now, me and the other kids in the back of the bus were initially only watching this with passive interest... ...but remember, this is a school bus. It was long, and while the drivers behind is could not see the road ahead, the kids at the front of the bus could. One driver started to move into the opposing lane, but a kid at the front of the bus (also not initially paying attention) called out, "uh, guys, there's a car--" And me and everyone else in the back of the bus immediately went đ đ ââď¸đ ââď¸ flailing around to cross our arms at that driver, convinced we were about to watch a nasty car crash happen less than ten feet away from us. Except that driver stopped. They stopped, and when the bus inched forward another two feet, they even eased back into our lane, just in time for the opposing car to pass by. When the kids on the bus realized that all these grown-ups were actually listening to us, it was a sea change. NO ONE was napping at that point. We immediately split up, with attentive kids moving to the front to squint out the windshields while the big (aka most visible kids) went to the back. Everyone was looking outside the bus, we rotated as kids got dropped off, we basically developed a call-and-response check system on the fly. The entire time, all these grown-up drivers behind us were paying attention; not a single one drove into the opposing lanes if we gestured for them to stop. Over a hundred grown-ups in cars put their lives in OUR hands, and when we knew that we respected the hell out of that and locked tf in. The reason why so many kids teenagers act like overgrown toddlers is because adults treat them as such. If you treat teenagers like the actual young adults they are, they'll usually act as such, too.
















