I WAS RAISED TO...

I was raised to say please and thank you for any assistance I am given. I say it even if I am angry. I still appreciate being helped/  I probably say it too much, Can't help it.
That's how I was raised.

I was raised to answer. when I was spoken to. Those rules no longer apply. I am old school.
That's' how I was raised

I was a member. of the Clean Your Plate Club. 
Don't waste food. It's a sin. People are starving.
I was given the wrong order in a restaurant.
I ate it. I did not want to cause a problem for my server.
That is how I was raised.
(By the way, It turned out okay. I got a dessert for free.)
I  repeat myself. It comes with age.
I've been told I am annoying.
I think of my mom and grandma.
I never said that to them.
It's how I was raised.

I think of all the times I didn't listen.
With age comes wisdom. I know that now.
No one wants to hear.
I hear my mom's voice.
."It's no fun to get old.."
She was right.

No cellphones...No texts...Life was the best.
People paid attention to each other...Not a screen... People talked.
That's how I was raised.

I was raised to...
Appreciate...Be polite..Respectful....To say thank you.
That's how I was raised.