My goodness time flies. It has been nearly a month since I last wrote on my blog. School is over for the summer. My eyes have really been open the last four months, as I accepted a long-term teaching position in a charter high school, teaching Spanish.
I have had grave concerns about the condition of our phenomical country, with the next generation coming up. The children that I have been associating with over the last several months, have given me cause for concern. The attitude of entitlement that these children have, their lack of willingeness to give service, or to pick up after themselves, or to be charitible to their fellow classmates became painfully obvious. I would hear the foulest of language, so much so that I would begin to feel spiritually ill. I managed to keep the foul language at a minimum in my classroom, by requiring that whoever spoke those words would have to write a 100 times, " I will not say_________ in Mrs. Roundy's Spanish class. These kids said it so much, they didn't even realize it. However, in my class they would begin to stop themselves or each other. On campus the foul language was every where. Sometimes I would feel so discouraged, because I did want to make a difference in their lives. The stories that were shared with me from these young people about their home lives, parents incarcerated, some were homeless, they had been kicked out, others lived with realatives or friends. These kids had no family life, their parents were just as screwed up as they are. I felt I had real good reason to be concerned for the future of our country. I then would come home to my sanctuary, if you will, I would have the opportunity to associate with families who were doing all in their power to raise righteous children, to live the commandments, to teach love, kindess, forgiveness, work ethics, values and principles in their homes. And my faith in the family insitutions and the generation coming up was restored.
I am grateful for my children and my grandchildren and the teachings that my grandchildren are receiving through precept and example from their parents. I am grateful for the teachings of my parents, for their example of love of God, family and country.
That is so awful! That is one of the major reason's we're doing homeschool, because as a parent, you have no control over the other children in the class and where they come from. But, I'm sure you had a good impact on those kids, even if it was for a short time. If they stopped themselves swearing in your class, hopefully they stopped themselves in other classrooms too, or elsewhere! Oh, and I LOVE Kody's hiar! I think he looks HOT! :) :) And Brandon likes it too! :)
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