Tuesday, 17 February 2015
Perhaps what I mean is the lost art of expressing gratitude. Perhaps not.
Today I went to the gym in town. I stopped for a car on the single track road. The person for whom I gave way didn't acknowledge that nor cheerily wave in thanks (which is, I have to say, the norm here on the Island). I stepped aside to let a lady and her child through the entrance to the Sports Centre. She didn't thank me (and thus failed to teach her child that thanks were due). I stepped aside twice inside the building to let girls through first. Neither acknowledged that: one was busily chatting to a man who also walked through without any thanks.
It struck me a long time ago that thanks for birthday, Christmas and even wedding presents were not always acknowledged by the younger generation and that expressions of thanks were even more rare.