I'm in the generation y'all are talking about (I'm 22), but I was not raised the way most others my age were. (probably why I have no friends my age).
There were definitely times I would try so hard to not pay attention and to get out of work when my dad or mom was teaching me something. They'd make me do it anyways. They never let me get out of work that I remember. Whether it was painting the hallway, fixing the water heater, giving the calf a bottle, or changing oil. I couldn't go or do ANYTHING until I got what needed to be done for that day finished. We turned a plain 5 acres into a "small farm". We fenced about 3 acres (all by hand), built 3 regular barns, build a big nice hog barn, we have a big garden every year, built a 40x60 shop, pool and deck we built and put in, and we've remodeled my parents house twice. Plus all the tree clearing and grading to make all that possible and having all kinds of different animals to take care of. It was project after project growing up, but dad just wanted us to learn how to do stuff. When we got done working outside with dad, our mom made us cook supper for the family or do laundry, do the dishes, scrub bathrooms, etc. Heck, I had a broken leg in a cast (no weight bearing) and he made me roll around on some dollies and put all the lag bolts into the concrete to hold the walls up in the shop we were building. :****:
There were times I hated my parents when I got into that rebellious stage, but now that I'm older and on my own I really appreciate everything he done for me and my dad has become one of my best friends. There are some things I didn't pick up very well (like carpentry work that is actually to code) but then there's other things I can do my dad can't (like welding/fabricating). So we trade work now when we need it.
My advice, would be to have some patience with them and continue to teach and make them learn. My dad has never yelled or screamed at me. He'd get aggravated and walk off a minute, but he always calmed down and talked me through what I did wrong and why. I got my butt busted plenty of times for stupid stuff, but dad always make it clear exactly why and he never whooped us when he was angry. I think the worst part as a kid was knowing I was getting a whooping when I got home from school and having to wait all day and that school bus ride home just to get one. Its hard to have patience like that, but I think that is what set my parents apart from a slave driver. Lol
I'm having my first kid, a boy, next month. He will be raised the same way. I'm looking for some grown up property now so he can experience all I did.. Only difference is we have no tractor or equipment growing up and we got all that now. I still may make him dig all the water lines by hand. Lol