To my Eighteen-Year-Old Son Leaving for College
(All the advices I tried to give you before you left, or remembered after you left, or really, really hoped I had taught you in your first 18 years of life.)
Face life with a smile--
and a Bug Blaster Salt Gun (like the one Rose's friends gave her for her birthday!)
Take showers regularly. And use deodorant. Please.
Wash your laundry once a week.
Iron any wrinkly shirts.
Put away your laundry.
You aren't going to be home anymore where your mother alerts you to risky, dangerous, or questionable situations. Instead, you will sometimes be around youngsters or other college kids who will dare, double dare, lure, and antagonize. Learn to recognize signs of danger yourself, and respond to them with wisdom rather than trying to prove yourself macho. (And for pity's sake, don't be the smartypants yourself!)
Wash your truck every once in a while, and clean the inside of your truck at least once a month. (Maybe your boy cousins will help you since they are likely to help ride in your truck sometimes.)
Begin college assignments immediately, and then pace yourself. Try to have your assignments done a day early rather than staying up until midnight the day before the paper is due. Just don't have late papers. Ever.
Do all your assignments. That means all of them.
Learn from your mistakes. You are going to make some. Just don't let them define you.
Be courteous. Hold the door for the ladies, treat your teachers with respect, be ready to pray at a moment's notice (speaking clearly so others can join in the prayer), be kind to children.
Attend church every Sunday and be an active participant.
Get enough sleep.










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