Chivalry

A Englishman friend of mine (Italian heritage) asked me how men behaved here, if chivalry was dead. I’d like to tell him a story:

I ride the bus every day. I pick up my daughter from school and we make our way home. Usually, I have done some necessary food shopping. Often, I am coming from school myself. My hands are always full with multiple bags and a 33-pound daughter who climbs aboard me to climb aboard the bus. Almost always it’s a woman (probably a mother herself) who gets up to offer me a seat before my daughter, my bags, and my person go flying as the bus moves forward because I don’t have an extra hand, no matter how hard I try to find one.

The other day we boarded and most of the seats were filled with young men. Not one moved to help me out. As I looked around panicked, realizing I was going to have to drop something (I think we all know it wouldn’t have been the groceries), a sweet, dear old man, upwards of 80, crawled from his seat and fought falling himself. He’s desperately trying to grab a rail while pushing me into the seat as we are both already off solid ground and struggling. Once settled, I thanked him generously as he nodded his head, as true gentlemen do.

So in answer to your question friend, no it’s not dead, but it’s got one foot in the grave.

10 thoughts on “Chivalry

  1. how sad. where are their mothers? i hope my contribution, raising three chivalrous sons, will help towards keeping it alive.

    where is your follower button??
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  2. I know! One of the young men (maybe 20) was sitting there with his mother and father! I can’t believe they didn’t push him off the chair.

    Trying to find button. Still learning….

    Welcome back from camping. Look forward to reading about it on your blog.

  3. Great image! I like the way you made it so visual, I was on that bus with you. Sadly those young lads don’t know how attractive it is to be a real gentleman.

  4. Allow me to reassure you that chivalry as we know it may have one foot in the grave, but there are still some of us out there that are putting the deposit down on the backhoe to dig it out again.

    1. Well, that is reassuring Robert, thank you! And you will be happy to hear I was on the bus the other day, already sitting, when an old woman boarded, and when no-one moved to let her sit, a young man grabbed another man and pulled him out of his seat with a scolding. I loved every minute.

  5. Here in Paris a friend’s daughter visited from the States, 6 months pregnant and with a 3 year-old in tow. She went sight-seeing one day and hopped on a bus with her daughter and there were no seats and no one got up. The bus driver saw this, got out of his seat and yelled to everyone in the bus that they weren’t going ANYWHERE until someone volunteered their seat. Needless to say les Francais complied instantly. 😀 The French are usually pretty good about this anyway, but when they’re not there’s a lot of peer pressure to behave.

  6. It saddens me that none of the young men gave up their seat for you. Just as bad I find is the sense of entitlement. I was raised to say please and thank you, to stand for women and to always hold the door. I take this to an extreme, often holding doors for people who are still 1/2 way across the parking lot, but when they waltz through and don’t offer as much as a thank you? *Gigantic Sigh* Dear Stranger, thank you for giving up your seat for Sabrina, her daughter and their groceries. Dear Sabrina, thank you for saying thank you. Both of you are wonderful!

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