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I bought a cup of coffee at a café a few days ago. This simple act is insignificant for most people, but I almost never drink coffee. I visited the café because I’d just picked up an anthology of short plays by Tennessee Williams, and I wanted a quiet place to read; it seemed rude to take up a table and not buy a drink.
As I sat sipping and reading by myself, I thought how coffee always seemed to me to be a sign of maturity. As a kid, I recognized coffee as an "adult drink", just a tiny step down from beer and liquor. During high school, my friend Dan, a year my senior, perpetually carried around a travel mug of the brew. Secretly I viewed it with some suspicion; in my mind, a high school kid was too young to be drinking coffee. But I always put the appropriate age for coffee consumption into the future: even in college, I never felt like I was "old enough" to drink it. As I sat in the café, reading Williams and drinking coffee, it finally hit me: now, at age 23, I am a mature adult. Maybe I was always right: as an 18-year-old, perhaps I was too young for both coffee and college. This morning's epiphany reinforced a long-held belief that kids are pushed into college -- and out the other side, into the dreaded "real world" -- far too early and far too fast, before they even really know themselves. What hope do they have to make any real decisions about their futures? How do you really know you're old enough to drink the coffee? (True confessions: this is actually cross-posted from my blog. But I thought it was one of my more...interesting entries, so I re-posted it here.) |
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To be honest, I never thought about coffee too much a kid. The first time I tried it was when I was thirteen, and the only reason I didn't continue to drink it was because it was nasty. I didn't acquire a taste for coffee until late in my college years.
Also, even when I was younger, I had cousins who were either a little older or a little younger who were allowed to drink coffee. They weren't chronic coffee drinkers, but my aunts would let them have a small cup in the morning or some other special occasion. I never thought much of that either. |
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