I’m not a farm kid but I am a hick. My neck is probably a fair bit redder than most of yours, but this, in itself, does not make me stupid or ignorant. Granted there are many experiences I did not have growing up that city kids did, but that goes both ways.
I never had to lock my house. ever.
I could walk to IGA and charge freezies to my parent’s account on a hot summer day. Multiple times in need be.
I knew the names of all the kids I graduated with and who all their siblings were as well.
I could ride my bike around for hours on the back roads without the fear of being raped and murdered.
I never had to signal when driving because everyone knew my car and where I was going.
I knew that the instant that something bad happened to our family there would be people there with food and a helping hand.
I could rent 2 new releases at the gas station for $4 for 3 days.
I could spend my summer nights at the drive-in theatre.
I had a backyard and so did all my friends. Real backyards, not wimpy imitation ones like city kids have. eww.
I never had to worry about having fashionable clothes because by the time fashion reached our town it was already a couple years out of date.
I got the pleasure of listening to the sound of dial-up internet for years longer than city kids.
I see why families live in small towns. Up until about 2 weeks ago I had always planned to return to one. I had deep hatred for cities and swore I would never live in one. No matter where I do end up, my heart will always be one of a small town girl. Having said that, I am beginning to see why people live in cities. (Even typing that was like the sound of someone scraping the frost inside a freezer.) I fear making my small-townedness apparent in listing the things I see as benefits but this country mouse ain’t afraid of nothin!
Stores are open later than 6 pm and there is more than 10 stores.
Culture. Not everyone is the same except for the one family that happens to own the local Chinese restaurant.
Entertainment. If you don’t like the one movie playing at the theatre that weekend, you’re not totally screwed.
A thing called FM Radio. Seems lame, but for a hick like me, it’s a treat.
Beautiful green spaces. Granted they are near buildings, but parks at least exist.
Educational opportunities. A high school student could take more classes than just the required English, Science, History, and Math. Unreal.
Opportunity in general. Cities offer people the chance at a good job and being in place where they can affect change.
As I approach being done my schooling I am beginning to dream again. I am beginning to question where my skills and life are best invested. I am beginning to think that it may include being in a city. I just fear that the conflict between my simple way of looking at life and the often frivilous lifestyle of city dwellers may result in something terrible. Like rigging explosives to a city bus full of people and demanding that it maintain a speed of 50 mph or it’ll blow. You know, something fairly common like that…