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Ét råd jeg vil give videre til mine børn …

19. januar 2017

… er et råd, jeg fik fra en anden. Som også fik rådet fra en anden.


Var jeg 15 år og usikker på mig selv. Jeg gik i 9. klasse. Vi havde engelsk undervisning. Min engelsklære kom med en tekst skrevet af Mary Schmich.

Efter at have læst teksten var mit unge usikre teenager-hoved fyldt med en masse tanker.

Men det var gode tanker. Beroligende tanker. Tanker om, at jeg ikke skal være så hård ved mig selv, andre unge har et lige så forvirrende og usikker teenager-hoved som jeg – det kunne jeg jo læse. Efter at have læst teksten, kunne jeg pludselig sige til mig selv : “Søs du er smuk. Ta’ ikke tingene så hårdt. Dans og nyd din ungdom“.

Her får i en ung udgave af mig, med et ret rodet teenager værelse, og på vej i byen – selvfølgelig!

Jeg har jo ikke børn

Om jeg nogensinde får børn er tvivlsomt. Men rådet er bare spot on, og derfor vil jeg give det videre til dig – og forhåbentlig også til nogle børn engang i fremtiden.

Måske har du allerede læst det?

Hvis ikke, får du det her (Teksten er skrevet af Mary Schmich. Jeg har bare kopieret den):

Wear Sunscreen

By Mary Schmich of the Chicago Tribune

Ladies and gentlemen of the class of ’98: Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they’ve faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don’t worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blind side you at 4 PM on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.


Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts. Don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.


Don’t waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind. The race is long and, in the end, it’s only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.


Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium.

Be kind to your knees. You’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else’s.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they’ll be gone for good.

Be nice to your siblings. They’re your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard.

Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.


Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you’ll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you’ll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair or by the time you’re 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.

Jeg synes ovenstående er spot on!

Hvad synes du?

Hvis du også er vild med det, så gør mig en tjeneste

Giv det videre til dine børn – hvis du har sådan nogle. Måske får jeg ikke selv børn, og derfor vil det gøre mig glad at vide, at rådet (forhåbentligt) har hjulpet andre unge, der har et lige så usikker teenager-hoved – som jeg engang havde.


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    16. august 2017 den 12:37

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