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German Birthday Custom Is to Give More Than Receive
DEAR ABBY: While I agree wholeheartedly with your reply to "Hurt in Holstein, Germany" (8-11), regarding the gift of candy, I would like to add some insight to the German culture. I am married to a German man, lived there for five years, and enjoyed the opportunity to immerse myself in their customs and way of life.
I learned that not only are birthdays celebrated more widely in Germany (more parties and such), but it is also custom for the birthday person to supply the cake, eats, drinks, etc.
Commonly, one will take something in to work or school for the group as a way of celebrating. So I understand quite well how the family in that letter hit upon the idea of sharing the American candies with the student's class. It would indeed have been a treat for her classmates to have something from another country, instead of the usual treats.
While I can't say I agreed with every custom and cultural difference, I have never regretted having had the opportunity to experience them. It is in this way that we learn and grow. -- BEEN THERE, LEARNED A LOT, PORTLAND, ORE.
DEAR BEEN THERE, LEARNED A LOT: Thank you for sharing your insight. Many readers echoed your sentiments. Read on:
DEAR ABBY: "Hurt's" host family was simply following a common German custom. Yes, it's different from what we do here in America, but Hurt would do well to consider how generous it is to give "gifts" to others on one's birthday, rather than sitting back and receiving, as we do in the U.S.A. -- ERICKA S., AUSTIN, TEXAS
DEAR ABBY: Here in the Pacific Islands, when a family receives goodies from outside of the islands, it's expected they will be shared by everyone in the community. There is no more heartwarming feeling than sharing. I hope "Hurt" at least learns the value of sharing -- if anything -- from her stay in Germany. Otherwise, it will have been a colossal waste of time for her to have been there.
If this world is at war, it's no wonder. We are not willing to share. -- ISLAND BOY, SAIPAN
DEAR ABBY: That exchange student needs to lighten up. In Germany, tradition dictates you take candy to your classmates. But not just "any" candy -- it has to be special. The host family was not being rude; they were actually being complimentary. -- FORMER EXCHANGE STUDENT TO THE USA FROM THE U.K.
DEAR ABBY: My family moved to the Netherlands when I was a child, and I attended school there from grade two to grade seven. It was customary for each "birthday" boy or girl to bring treats for the teacher and class once a year. It was something we all enjoyed very much.
As adults, the "birthday" person is expected to hold an open house, so friends and family can drop by with gifts, and the host or hostess provides the coffee, baked goods and chocolates. Perhaps they have similar customs in Germany. -- KATHERINE A., NAPLES, FLA.
DEAR ABBY: Sharing the family's gift with others was a way for them to indeed "share the wealth." I lived in Austria for 15 years. They loved it when I'd bring candy from the U.S. that they didn't have in Europe. -- JOHN N., BAXTER, MINN.
DEAR ABBY: "Hurt in Holstein, Germany" should realize that sharing the candy was an honor, not an act of ingratitude on the part of her host family. No opportunity to teach the world about our culture should be missed. -- TEACHER IN MEMPHIS, TENN.
Wife Is Shy About Letting It All Hang Out at the Beach
DEAR ABBY: My husband and I are in our late 30s, healthy and in good shape. Our love life is good, and we get along better now than we ever have in our marriage.
Before we get any older, my husband has asked me to visit a nudist beach or resort with him. He also says he would like to spice up our sex life by making love in the forest beside a mountain stream, or even the back seat of our car in a secluded spot.
Coming from a religious background, I am not totally comfortable with the idea of going nude at a beach in front of a lot of other people, or the thought of being caught having sex in the woods. My husband says that visiting a nudist beach or resort is not about exhibitionism or immorality. He says it is about enjoying nature and feeling the sensation of being free outdoors.
To be honest, these are things I might like to try, but I am just not sure. I'm concerned about what others would think if they found out. My husband says what we do is our own business, and the only way anyone we know would find out is if we told them.
Would it be wrong for us to go to a nude beach or resort, just to try it out? -- WONDERING WIFE IN PENNSYLVANIA
DEAR WONDERING WIFE: I recommend you consider your husband's suggestions one at a time, and see how comfortable you are with each one.
There is nothing sinful about going to a nude beach with one's husband. When you do, you will see entire families and people of every age enjoying themselves --- all looking remarkably similar, and none of them leering at anyone else. Should you run into people you know, I can't imagine anyone gossiping about it, since they would have to explain how they happened to see you.
As to spicing up your sex life by making love in public places: Although some people may enjoy the "danger" of possibly being discovered, I don't recommend it because it leaves couples vulnerable to being exploited by anyone who happens by, or being cited for violating local ordinances against indecent exposure.
DEAR ABBY: I have a dilemma with my neighbors, a young couple who moved into our neighborhood a couple of years ago. They are a very nice couple and we became friendly. But over the last several months, they have been spending an inordinate amount of time in our home.
They show up unannounced and often stay for more than two hours! My husband and I have two children and full-time jobs, so we don't have a lot of free time as it is. But when these two show up, we can't accomplish anything. They don't pick up on hints or gentle nudging when we try to get them to leave.
I dread the sound of the doorbell these days because I know it will be them. Sometimes it seems like they are watching to see when we come home. How can I tell them we need some space without hurting their feelings? I like them, but these unannounced visits are starting to take a toll on me. -- TRAPPED IN MY OWN HOME, FRONT ROYAL, VA.
DEAR TRAPPED: Your neighbors do not respect boundaries because you have set none for them. The next time they show up, do not let them in. Tell them you have chores you must do, and ask them to call before coming over in the future to see if it is convenient for them to visit. To speak up is not rude -- it is self-defense, which you have a right to practice when your home is being invaded.
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DEAR ABBY: When my husband and I recently hosted a week-long family reunion for 40 relatives at our lakeside cottage, one family arrived with toys that included slingshots and a bow with rubber-tipped arrows.
To my horror, their 7-year-old son, "Andy," shot an arrow directly into a group of his cousins. I screamed his name, and he stopped and didn't shoot the other arrows. I explained that he could hurt someone and he should never shoot into a crowd, etc. Andy's father was annoyed with me for shouting at his son and kept muttering that a rubber-tipped arrow could never hurt anyone.
The next morning, I saw Andy aim his bow and arrow at another cousin only a few feet away. Horrified, I shouted, "Andy!" and the closest adult removed the bow and arrow from his hands. Andy then started crying and threw himself on his mother's lap, where he sobbed and wailed for one solid hour. Someone told me I had "humiliated" the boy. I was very disturbed and could not understand the parents' nonchalance about the possible danger.
The next morning I apologized to Andy and his parents for "humiliating" him. I explained I was concerned that someone would get hurt. Andy smiled and nodded yes in agreement, that he understood. His mother also smiled at me and gave me a "thumbs up." All appeared to be forgiven and forgotten.
In the middle of the afternoon, Andy's father announced they were leaving, that they couldn't wait to say goodbye to their grandfather, who was hiking with other family members. The family left without saying another word to me.
I have had many sleepless nights since, wondering if I was wrong to object to the child shooting arrows into groups of people. Did I make a mountain out of a molehill? Are rubber-tipped arrows harmless? Although two fathers told me not to let it bother me, I am still a ... VERY CONCERNED GRANDMA
DEAR GRANDMA: I vote with the two fathers who told you not to let it bother you. Andy's parents were, in my opinion, guilty of reckless endangerment for allowing their child to play so irresponsibly with a toy he was not mature enough to handle. All he needed was one "lucky shot" and the arrow could have hit one of the other children in the eye, with lifelong repercussions. Andy's sobbing fit wasn't because he was humiliated; it was because he didn't get his own way.
Since you're having trouble sleeping, try a glass of warm milk at bedtime. You not only did not do anything wrong, you did exactly the right thing. Andy's parents should be ashamed at their lack of parental responsibility.
DEAR ABBY: My sister, after a valiant two-year battle, is losing to cancer. When I talk about it, every single person asks, "How old is she?"
What difference does it make if she's 10 or 100? How should I respond to those people? -- ALREADY GRIEVING IN MINNESOTA
DEAR ALREADY GRIEVING: Please accept my sympathy. The subject of death makes many people uncomfortable. The asker may be curious, or anxious, when you bring up the subject. If your sister is older, then the questioner might respond, "Well, she lived a long life," in a clumsy attempt to make you feel better. If your sister is young, then the questioner is brought face-to-face with his or her own mortality, thinking "Oh, my, she's my age -- or younger!"
If the question makes you uncomfortable, just say, "Why do you ask?"
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