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Show 'Twixt Us Teens by Tibby Tucker Only 340 more days before a new year ... or there abouts. At any rate . . . time does plug along. And while from where we're sitting sit-ting now 340 days may seem like a mighty long time . . . 'twas only a minute (or so it seems) since we were singing Auld Lang Syne and now this new year is 25 or so days old. And what's with it? I, Tibby, mean this: what have you to show for what you've lived so far? And then fifty days from now . . . and one hundred . . and then 340 . . . until this year is done. What'll it be for you and your life ? Something wonderful we hope. " I, Tibby, think we teens should be pretty special people what with all the help we're getting these days. I mean . . . simply EV-ery-body wants to give us the know-how know-how and all. And honestly, don't you think sometimes we sort of person as you talk to them and if the opportunity arises in the conversation con-versation why you can tell them one or two things. (Sometimes I just had to MAKE myself do it, I felt kind of shy and all but when I did, well, the results were terrific!) ter-rific!) Maybe another day you could plan a surprise for somebody. Like your teacher at church or at school. If all the kids in class brought half a dozen cookies or so there'd be enough or a real cookie shine in honor of said teacher. Enough to pass around ... enough for teacher to take home, too. Or maybe another day you could set the alarm for an early hour . . . beat Mom to the kitchen and have the table all set pretty and breakfast break-fast under way (fruit dished up, cereal cooking, sweet rolls wrapped wrap-ped in tinfoil and warming in the oven or muffins mixed). Well, the day I, Tibby, pulled that trick the whole family nearly died. And, well, they were so special to me and we had such a eood familv- miss the trolley? Doesn't it seem to you and your crowd that maybe we could be pushing it more . . . this living it well, I mean? Like today . . . did you do anything any-thing special or different or helpful help-ful or worthy or delightful? Or was it just the same old wind of a day ? I, Tibby, have resolved to make each day unusual . . . different from the way my days were last year. So far it has paid off. I mean I've had so much more FUN . . . and I've made new friends . . . and I've learned so much . . . and I feel as though I've grabbed on to life, not just pawing at it, you know? Maybe you might like to try this idea, too ... of making each day unusual. One day you could think of all the nice things about each start-the-day - off - right - feeling. Mom looked years younger . . . she really did! Or that new girl inschool . . . you could bake a cake and decorate deco-rate it in school colors with "welcome "wel-come so-and-so" and invite her to eat lunch with your crowd. Even if you think she's not as hep as your bunch . . . even if you hardly know her . . . well, you'd really be giving her a time and you'd feel so special about it! Really fun! 9 Or maybe one day do an extra assignment for class ... or stay after and ask interested questions to teachers ... or compliment the office secretaries on the good work they do and how they make things tick and all. I, Tibby, am sure you'll feel happy hap-py as I have when I've put myself out to live well one day. Let's all keep it in practice as well aa in mind for '57, hm ? |