"Old habits die hard" means it is difficult to stop doing things that you have been doing for a long time, even if you want to. It highlights the challenge of breaking ingrained behaviors due to familiarity and comfort.
The idiom acknowledges that breaking old habits is often a struggle, even when a person consciously desires to change and emphasizes the effort and persistence required to change deeply rooted patterns.
- From dear Google with editing -----------------------------------------------
Last APAD from 7G reminded me of the 70's and maybe early 80s back home: cooking oil, egg, meat, rice/flour, sugar, soap, ... etc. were rationed, even in Beijing.
I was young then and cared more about friendship and books, didn't pay much attention to these life basic necessities, and didn't think much when Mom put warm boiled eggs into my hand quietly (I hated fatty meat and refused to eat them, while others loved them due to oil/meat shortage then).
But this morning, when I tried to "merge" the soap ends into a new soap bar as I always do (see pic below), I stopped: that was what Mom used to do during those shortage times!!!
So all these years, after flying over the oceans and climbing up the mountains, from having nothing to having everything I need, I still do what Mom taught me ... ...
"Old habits die hard" means it is difficult to stop doing things that you have been doing for a long time, even if you want to. It highlights the challenge of breaking ingrained behaviors due to familiarity and comfort.
The idiom acknowledges that breaking old habits is often a struggle, even when a person consciously desires to change and emphasizes the effort and persistence required to change deeply rooted patterns.
- From dear Google with editing
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Last APAD from 7G reminded me of the 70's and maybe early 80s back home: cooking oil, egg, meat, rice/flour, sugar, soap, ... etc. were rationed, even in Beijing.
I was young then and cared more about friendship and books, didn't pay much attention to these life basic necessities, and didn't think much when Mom put warm boiled eggs into my hand quietly (I hated fatty meat and refused to eat them, while others loved them due to oil/meat shortage then).
But this morning, when I tried to "merge" the soap ends into a new soap bar as I always do (see pic below), I stopped: that was what Mom used to do during those shortage times!!!
So all these years, after flying over the oceans and climbing up the mountains, from having nothing to having everything I need, I still do what Mom taught me ... ...
Old habits do die hard! Sigh ... ...
Wish you all a good weekend!