Nov. SSS #2; Welcome to the Garden of Eden

Today celebrates the 26th Secret Subject Swap! This week 12 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts.

My Secret Subject this week is:

 "You can travel back to any point in time and participate in a historical event. Which event do you choose and why?"

It was submitted by The Gamer's Corner.  Make sure you check out this great blog as well as the other 10 listed at the end of this post :)

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We've all heard the story of Adam and Eve right? From the Bible? They were the first two people created to inhabit the earth. And at first, wow, did they have it made. They lived in the Garden of Eden, which was a literal Heaven on earth: everything they needed they had; there was no sadness, no struggling, no suffering, NO PAIN.

 

And then Eve ate that apple. And gave some to the hubby.

 

They had ONE RULE. ONE. Do not eat those apples, yo. There's 646 trees of fruit you can eat from, but NOT this particular one. But does Eve listen? Heck no. She is tempted by a sneaky serpent and tries the forbidden fruit.

 

She broke the rule. Adam did too. Consequences must be forthcoming.

 

Among the many, one that stands out to me is Genesis 3:16 - "To the woman he said, 'I will surely multiply your pain in childbearing; in pain you shall bring forth children..."

 

So, being the mother of 7 biological children, had I been there to witness this historical event, Eve and I would've had a little conversation:

 

Me:  "Dude, for real, you don't wanna eat that apple."

 

Eve:  "But it looks sooooo good! Better than the others. I think I'll just have a little bite."

 

Me:  "Hey hey, it's not like it's chocolate; you will regret this, I Am Telling You. You're going to have kids, and it's going to HURT! For HOURS. For DAYS. Don't eat the apple, man, don't curse us all! I don't like pain!"

 

Eve:  "It can't be that bad! Just back off woman, and leave me alone! Who are you anyway? Walking around the garden in your jeans and knock off Uggs, Starbucks cup in your hand; just go away!"

 

Me:  "Do you know how many years it will be before the invention of the epidural?! You can't do this to us! Stretch marks, yo. Contractions. Tearing. Stitches and sitz baths and donut pillows! Here, I brought a granola bar, help yourself. No? I've got Nutella.... everything's better with Nutella..."

 

*sigh*  I tried, ladies. I tried.

 



pic from ubdavid.org

 

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Check out all of this week's SSS participants:

http://BakingInATornado.com                            Baking In A Tornado

http://www.theinsomniacsdream.com/                  The Insomniac’s Dream

http://TheGamersCorner13.blogspot.com              The Gamer’s Corner

http://momsdontsaythat.com                             Moms Don’t Say That

http://stacysewsandschools.wordpress.com/        Stacy Sews and Schools

http://www.homeonderanged.com                       Home on Deranged

http://www.juiceboxconfession.com                    Juicebox Confession

http://thisisdiscoveringme.wordpress.com/             Discovering Me

http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com                      Spatulas on Parade

http://thethreegerbers.blogspot.ch/                     Confessions of a part-time working mom

http://rantsfrommycrazykitchen.com                    Rants From My Crazy Kitchen          

 

 

 

 



Where's the Compassion?

There's a situation that happened at my kid's high school yesterday that has me feeling rather ranty. It makes me wonder what happened to compassion and empathy. It makes me pissed, to be quite blunt.

Yesterday was Halloween. The local high school students were allowed to wear costumes to school.  One particular kid wore a shirt covered in fake blood and carried a baseball bat with fake blood on it. That was his costume.

Another kid in school had a problem with that costume. I'm going to call him Jay. Jay's older brother is in jail for at least 25 years. When Jay's brother was about 14 and still in middle school, (with my daughter)  he got into a fight with another boy. They decided to meet up in the woods later that day. Jay's brother brought a baseball bat. He hit the other boy with the bat. The boy died. Jay's brother is serving time in prison for murder.

When Jay went to school yesterday morning and saw this kid's costume, he immediately thought of his brother. Of course, it made him very emotional; upset, hurt, and angry. What his brother did is not his fault; but he has to live with the aftermath too. In turmoil, he went to his teacher and asked him if he would tell the student that he couldn't wear that costume; Jay just couldn't bear it, it was tearing him apart. The teacher said no, I won't tell him that. Jay broke down and told the teacher the story of his brother, and asked him 'Can you at least tell him to stop carrying the bat around?'   'No' said the teacher. 

No. The teacher would not ask the other student to stop carrying around school a baseball bat with fake blood all over it that was emotionally tormenting another student. Apparently the kid's right to dress in whatever Halloween costume he wanted to was more important than Jay's emotional well being, his feeling of safety and comfort at school.

Now, something that you should know about this school:  they confiscated a sweatshirt from an 11th grade girl that said 'Twerk Team Captain' because they said it was inappropriate.

Inappropriate. Twerking is inappropriate. Even mentioning it is inappropriate. But wearing a costume of a person covered in blood with a bloody baseball bat is not inappropriate?? For school?!  How can that be? Especially when it is DIRECTLY hurting another child!

After class Jay went to the principal. Asked him the same thing, 'Can you make that kid stop wearing that costume?'   'No' said the principal.  So again, Jay had to spill his guts, his family secrets, his pain.
'I see', said the principal.  And he made the other student TAKE OFF THE COSTUME.

Thank you, Mr. Prinicpal. Thank you for having an ounce of compassion that was not demonstrated by the teacher.

We are a small community here, and we need to take care of each other. And when a kid works up the courage (or is upset enough) to talk to a teacher about a fellow student upsetting him to the point he can't focus in class, we need to act.

Screw the Halloween costume. Seriously, is it more important than another child's mental health?? Really?  I don't think so.

I know I deviated from the funny guys, but I couldn't help it. This has been eating at me. Thanks for letting me rant <3  Comments, thoughts and opinions are welcome.