Yesterday an 18 year old shot a 17 year old in their highschool which is in the next school district from ours. Made me thankful that I know where my children are and who they choose to be with. They are safe at home with me.
Why on earth would I insist in sending my children to a place where the chances that they are exposed to some physical and emotional harm each and every day are great. A place where they will be made to feel as if they are in some way less than the person next to them, a place that makes them believe no matter what they wont do good enough. Somewhere where they understand that to learn means to memorize, regurgitate and get an A instead of recognizing that rush and enthusiasm that comes when you are truly learning. A place where they are told by others what to learn and what they are interested in, so much so, that they forget what they are truly passionate about. Here they will be led in a dictatorial manner by someone I don't even know, let alone know what their values are or what they are exposing my child too.
When given a choice between letting my kids be raised in this environment or raising them myself in the shelter of their home, under the guidance of parents who truly have a vested interest in their welfare, with security and love. A place that is secure. Where you can mistakes, be different or go at your own pace without fear. Well, there really is no choice to make after all.
Thursday, January 04, 2007
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