An article my girl Adrienne from SWAGGGirlicious NewsMag wrote. I had to copy & paste it here because not everyone has a FB and this is worth sharing. PARENTS WAKE UP...stop trying to be FRIENDS with your kids that you forget your purpose!
The other day, someone at a store in Atlanta, GA read that yet another Methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question, ‘Why didn’t we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?”
“Well” I replied “I had a drug problem when I was young: I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for weddings and funerals. I was drug to other people’s family reunions and community socials no matter the weather. I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults, I was also drug to the my bedroom for the beat down when I disobeyed my mother, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher, or if I didn’t put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me.
I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profanity. I was drug out to pull weeds in the backyard. I was drug to the homes of family, friends and neighbors to help out some poor soul who had no one to mow the grass or help with laundry, anything and if my mother had ever known that I had taken a single dime I would have been drug to my bedroom and beat to death.
Those drugs are still in my veins and have made the phenomenal person that I am today for they affected my behavior in everything I do, say and think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack or heroin; and if today’s children had this kind of drug problem, America would be a better place.
God bless the parents who drugged us all!
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