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Bros with the airheads
Sometimes the young can just be airheaded.
Yesterday morning was one of those days ya just gotta wonder about our youth. Not the “youth” in general, but our Pacific Islander youth in particular.
Being the bulky lot we Islanders are, we tend to ignore the opinions of others when we feel like it.
For some unknown reason, we had a pack of Islander boys on our train, and they spent a good five minutes walking up and down the carriages, walking between the carriages and annoying everyone by leaving the doors open (there’s a draft between the carriages for some reason.)
It was just one of those moments where you wanted to ask.
Bro, didn’t you get something to eat this morning?
Man your young Pacific Islanders are bulky. Tall, and bulky. Unfortunately, like everyone else we can just be as airheaded as well.
There’s a heap of us Islanders in the Bankstown area, obvious when walking past the bus-stops and obvious when on the trains. Unfortunately, we’re not very politically savvy so we have next to zero representation in local or national government.
Our youth are just as misunderstood as other youth, and their high tolerance for pain (imbued through years of correctional facilities otherwise known as mum, dad, aunties, and uncles) makes them a fearful segment to other youth and other members of society. Strangely enough, as consequently(?) our youth are quite passive within their own society. I guess they don’t really have to prove themselves in the same way, or are a little more understood, or misunderstood in a different way ?
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