Old School against New School When I was reading the Ethics poem in my Lit. book in made me think. It starts off by stating the question. If there was a fire in a museum and you hade to pick between a rare expensive original painting and an elderly woman who has only a couple of years left in here which one would you save. When you ask me that question my first answer was …showed first 75 words of 367 total…

…showed last 75 words of 367 total…someone to save me instead of a painting. I wonder how I would feel about the youth when I am the elderly. Will I think they are worthless and lazy? Will I say all the things my dad says to me about his youth like I was cool back in the day. Will I think they are crazy for acting the way I do now? Only time will tell if the table will get turned.