Seniors Feel Like Immigrants

 

These days there’s a lot of talk about diversity and prejudice, but nobody talks about age prejudice. To be inclusive, how about including old-timers? Sometimes, like immigrants, we feel like newcomers, but we’re the ones who have been here the longest.

256px-Maes_Old_Woman_Dozing

 

Maes: Old Woman Napping, courtesy Wikimedia

 

Look at her! This is Wikimedia’s image for a Senior. She’s taking a little snooze, but at least she’s probably not a pothead or zonked out on Oxycodone. They snooze too.

 

Once I reached 5o, paid work  that included medical benefits was hard to come by. Employers figured I was either too old to learn, or that I’d get sick.

Young parents need time off from work to care for sick kids—they must also cope with vacations, team sports and recitals. Been there, done that. I’ve raised five children. Of course it’s stressful for parents, but a few seasoned staff members can handle the double duty  until parents return.

I started serious writing after I retired. Have you ever noticed the grants, awards, and fellowships for writers under 40? Well, I still have things to say at 82.

A few years ago, an alumna at my college published a book called, Still Boy Crazy at Ninety.

She’s got the right idea.

4 responses

  1. I also felt that I was not so attractive at the job interviews coming back from Sweden twenty years ago. I hadn’t given it a thought that being 44-47 was any problem. I kept on seeking jobs in the area of my profession and one day I finally got the job where I stayed the next 16 years, but only because the one, a younger one they had chosen left after three months! The last years I didn’t thrive there but I stayed as I knew that getting another job was out of the question

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