I remember that period, when I was about thirteen years old. My mother and I could never meet halfway. I tried to be good, but she never seemed to be satisfied. She thought I should wear more conservative clothes, spend more time in the library and be more serious about life. She never understood the music that I listened, and was always surprised by my new haircuts. And she always said: "When I was your age..."
Today I understand that I was not an exception. While I was a teenager of 80's, my mother remembered her 60's. Different time-different views. Teenagers of my mother years had a lo…
