He pulled to the side of the road, called 911 on his cell phone, and then ran over to the car. A young woman was standing up in the car, and was trying to pull herself out of the car through the passenger window…she was pregnant. She was bleeding from cuts from the glass from the broken windows.

My son jumped up on the car reached down and pulled her out of the car through that window, eased her to the ground and kept her calm till the first responders arrived.

His arms were cut and her blood was mixed with his…when he was telling me about what had happened, the first fearful thought that came to my mind was the chance of him catching a blood borne disease….the first emotion I felt was immense pride that my son had the compassion to help someone in need.

The woman and her unborn child were fine, my son is as well.

I just wanted to share this story with you.

Regards,
Karamia

2. There are some pretty stupid f***ed up laws at the moment, the one you explained is a perfect example.

3. I’m 21 and most of my skills were learnt through school and/or from parents. I know a lot about all that electrician and car stuff from my dad and mum has given me a lot in the ways of cooking, being creative and thoughtful. There is things now days which they don’t get which I know tons about so I guess its just a new age.

4. This music clip is a perfect example of where the youth is heading… and I’ve seen s**t like this so you can’t always hide from the truth. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sUnAxegUJu0

With all of that piss-poor behavior came countless ass-kickings from my Father, and an occasional thrown object from Mom. Amazingly, I took the whoopings and continued to do the same horrible, unscrupulous crap. My father could have beat me til his hands bled and it wouldn’t have changed a thing.

Then, one day when I was 17, I saw my mother crying at the table. When I asked her what was wrong, she proceeded to tell me what a failure she was as a parent and how she had let us kids down. There was my mother, the woman who gave birth to me and put up with 17 years of every horrible thing I did, sitting there crying because she was sorry that she LET ME DOWN? *gasp*

That day, at that very moment, my life changed. I told my mother that she was a great mother and I was going to show her that she did a fantastic job. From that day on, I cleaned my act up. I got a job. I got responsible. I got my head on straight and to this day, I lead a good life. I have my own daughter now (5 years old) and I assist in raising my neice as well since my sister passed away. I am doing everything I can to help prevent them from becoming even a shade of what I used to be.

We live the life we live and then we share our experiences with our kids. Unfortunately, “whisper down the lane” facors in and the meaning behind those experiences is eventaully lost over time. That is why it is important to allow your kids to have their own experiences. To let them learn from their mistakes. To let them feel the gratification of success. To let them live.

Metallica has a song called “Dyer’s Eve” from their …And Justice for All CD that kind of sums up what I am saying. The lyrics are…

“Dear Mother, Dear Father,
Clipped my wings before I learned to fly.
Unspoiled, unspoken,
I’ve out-grown that f***ing lullaby.”

To me, that line means that he feels like he was coddled, over-protected and not let to live out his own experiences. You do that to your children and they simply will not survive in the real world.

You have to live to LIVE!

(Btw, I apologize for the semi-weed talk overtone of my post. When I get a thought in my head and begin to write about it, it can easily bloom out of control, so I often find myself ending abruptly and then topping it off with what I believe is a profound thought. LOL)

“TG: Well we had it tough. We used to have to get up out of the shoebox
at twelve o’clock at night, and LICK the road clean with our tongues.
We had half a handful of freezing cold gravel, worked twenty-four
hours a day at the mill for fourpence every six years, and when we
got home, our Dad would slice us in two with a bread knife.
EI: Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o’clock at night,
half an hour before I went to bed, (pause for laughter), eat a lump
of cold poison, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill
owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home,
our Dad would kill us, and dance about on our graves
singing “Hallelujah.”
MP: But you try and tell the young people today that… and they won’t
believe ya’.
ALL: Nope, nope..”

Name the show this was from.

Ahh, the good old days

In the time you’ve known me, you’ve commented how I have a knack for thinking out of the box. I owe that to my Mom. She made a game of problem solving. She would present a situation/problem,then give me the most obvious and easiest solutions. At that point she would ask me to give her at least two more ways to solve the problem.
Next time you see something that bugs you (Like the episode of Fireman Sam) play the game with him. You might just be pleasantly surprised.

But yeah, about the fireman sam thing, I agree it taught a negative life lesson, but I think to stay in contrast with the show, ” Fireman Sam” they wanted it so fireman sam rescued the kid, not the women. I do agree it was a wrong conclusion to the episode though thaqt a lady stood there and watched the kid burning but thats just my 2 cents.

As far as schools teaching the test, you are 100% right. Kids will not be forced to learn how to learn and think on their own in school. They will just regurgitate whatever random information that they are fed. Memorization has replaced actual learning in public education, and its up to the parents to correct this, because when it comes down to it, its YOUR KID, and YOUR RESPONSIBILITY. You can’t expect that they will learn everything they need to learn to become a successful adult in school or on their own.

Find out what your kid’s primary learning style is, and be sure to use that method when trying to teach them something.