Word: malled
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...pink-themed party for 50 seven-year-old girls who all wore mink coats, like their moms. In Morton Grove, Ill., it's grade school teachers handing out candy and yo-yos on Fridays to kids who actually managed to obey the rules that week. Go to the mall or a concert or a restaurant and you can find them in the wild, the kids who have never been told no, whose sense of power and entitlement leaves onlookers breathless, the sand-kicking, foot-stomping, arm-twisting, wheedling, whining despots whose parents presumably deserve the company of the monsters they...
...expected to approach $300 billion this year. According to the Maryland-based Center for a New American Dream, which dispenses antidotes for raging consumerism, two-thirds of parents say their kids define their self-worth in terms of possessions; half say their kids prefer to go to a shopping mall than to go hiking or on a family outing; and a majority admit to buying their children products they disapprove of--products that may even be bad for them--because the kids said they "needed" the items to fit in with their friends...
...spring day, I was walking with EUDORA WELTY through a little shopping mall. It was her birthday, April 13. There was a surprise party waiting at a bookstore down the way. She was 86. As we walked rather slowly along the glass storefronts, we came to where a wide, smiling, pink-faced man was inflating colorful balloons. As each balloon filled and fattened, the cylinder emitted quite a loud whoosh of air. Eudora looked about to find the sound. "Balloons," I said. I had her hand. "Someone's apparently having a do." "Oh," she said. Those luminous, pale blue eyes...
Seeds of Simplicity's other core recommendations include making only planned trips to the mall--so kids view shopping as a more scheduled, less impulsive exercise--and consulting kids about any simplification decisions. Otherwise, says Seeds director Carol Holst, "you'll just have more screaming tantrums in the Toys 'R' Us cash-register line...
...spring day I was walking with EUDORA WELTY through a little shopping mall. She was 86. As we walked rather slowly along the glass storefronts, we came to where a wide, smiling, pink-faced man was inflating colorful balloons. As each balloon filled and fattened, the cylinder emitted a quite loud whoosh of air. Eudora looked about to find the sound. "Balloons," I said. "Oh," she said, those luminous pale blue eyes igniting. "I just thought it was someone who saw me, sighing...