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I’ve posted about my nephew a few times. From the ages of one to fifteen, he was an archetypal golden child, not needing to be coerced by family members or teachers. Precocious and thoughtful, he was a natural leader–as seen by the adults in his life.
However, I think that Craig sometimes felt a disconnect with his classmates. While others hung posters of beach-going blondes, he tacked pictures of college campuses on his wall. He wanted to be an archaeologist or dermatologist
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By age seventeen, he wanted to be hip. His grades slipped and he grew very thin. He graduated and (thankfully) was still able to get in to Vanderbilt. I think this is when the real trouble began. He viewed his professors as gurus, and began to keep company with like-minded students. He bought a shirt with Karl Marx on it, which read: Sharing is Caring. Oh, and his “golden attitude” diminished as well. He went from MVP of CCD to MIA on Sunday Mass.
He now has a new girlfriend named Chloe, who recently dropped her full scholarship to Vandy in order to work at a local KFC:shrug:. Craig’s father is renting a house that he and Chloe use to practice their art, which in my mind looks to be the result of two sugar gliders fighting a war with oil paints on canvas. Sorry if I seem snarky tonight.
When he receives criticism, he dismisses it as the thought of someone who is not on his intellectual level. He has become arrogant. His new penchant is wasting time, money, and most importantly his talent. He and I were always very close, and his parents have implored me to help him. In fact, they want Craig to live with me for the first month of summer. He’s nineteen. I feel that he will reject church youth programs and community outreach. He has already asked me if Chloe can share his room. If not, he said, she can take another. Gee, how thoughtful of him
. The last time he visited for the weekend I bought him an Aeropostale sweatshirt. At least I won’t make that “mistake” again…haha.
So, how can I help my nephew to grow up this summer?
However, I think that Craig sometimes felt a disconnect with his classmates. While others hung posters of beach-going blondes, he tacked pictures of college campuses on his wall. He wanted to be an archaeologist or dermatologist
.By age seventeen, he wanted to be hip. His grades slipped and he grew very thin. He graduated and (thankfully) was still able to get in to Vanderbilt. I think this is when the real trouble began. He viewed his professors as gurus, and began to keep company with like-minded students. He bought a shirt with Karl Marx on it, which read: Sharing is Caring. Oh, and his “golden attitude” diminished as well. He went from MVP of CCD to MIA on Sunday Mass.
He now has a new girlfriend named Chloe, who recently dropped her full scholarship to Vandy in order to work at a local KFC:shrug:. Craig’s father is renting a house that he and Chloe use to practice their art, which in my mind looks to be the result of two sugar gliders fighting a war with oil paints on canvas. Sorry if I seem snarky tonight.
When he receives criticism, he dismisses it as the thought of someone who is not on his intellectual level. He has become arrogant. His new penchant is wasting time, money, and most importantly his talent. He and I were always very close, and his parents have implored me to help him. In fact, they want Craig to live with me for the first month of summer. He’s nineteen. I feel that he will reject church youth programs and community outreach. He has already asked me if Chloe can share his room. If not, he said, she can take another. Gee, how thoughtful of him
. The last time he visited for the weekend I bought him an Aeropostale sweatshirt. At least I won’t make that “mistake” again…haha.So, how can I help my nephew to grow up this summer?