This is about the importance of image as a child.
It was my earliest encounter with this low-down enemy.
Of all things superflous…this perhaps tops it.
The need to impress one’s peers as a child.
* * * * *
We had an Ambassador car. Mighty fine it was.
Dad would drop me to school in this car. Every now & then.
I was all of 8 years when this encounter with the enemy of ‘image’ happened.
* * * * *
Dad drove me to school in his car.
So far so good.
His attire? Yes, what did he plan to wear for the drive?
This is where we had a minor disagreement.
A verbal scuffle of sorts between Father & Daughter.
He planned to drive me to school wearing a L-U-N-G-I !!!
For God’s sake!
Of all the darndest experiences of an 8 year old this was the most trying.
I told him “Wear trousers, my friends will see.”
He did not give in.
His position as Father allowed him to get away with stuff like this.
* * * * *
Another matter altogether that –
~ He was going to drop me opposite my school gate
~ ~ He was not going to get out of the car
~ ~ ~ None of my friends would have been able to see his clothes to begin with to pass judgement
* * * * *
Still. Such things rankle at 8.
The image enemy lurketh & rears its ugly head every now & then.
As an adult it’s easier to slay it.
* * * * *
wingrish 
Sometimes it takes a little while to learn what really matters. You are wise to recognize it, Kavi.
So true Naomi & I’m still learning for sure 🙂
As a pre teen my daughter used to be easily embarrassed by little things. Today she advises me not to be hypocritical! Part of the growing up process 🙂
Wisdom cometh to all ‘eventually’…it is part of the growing up process for sure, but at that stage it is the biggest thing 🙂