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| (from juniors xanga)
Dear God:
Why didn't you save the school children at ?. .
Moses Lake, Washington 2/2/96
Bethel, Alaska 2/19/97
Pearl, Mississippi 10/1/97
West Paducah, Kentucky 12/1/97
Stamps, Arkansas 12/15/97
Jonesboro, Arkansas 3/24/98
Edinboro, Pennsylvania 4/24/98
Fayetteville, Tennessee 5/19/98
Springfield, Oregon 5/21/98
Richmond, Virginia 6/15/98
Littleton, Colorado 4/20/99
Taber, Alberta, Canada 5/28/99
Conyers, Georgia 5/20/99
Deming, New Mexico 11/19/99
Fort Gibson, Oklahoma 12/6/99
Santee, California 3/5/01 and
El Cajon, California 3/22/01?
Sincerely,
Concerned Student
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Reply:
Dear Concerned Student:
I am not allowed in schools.
Sincerely,
God
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How did this get started?...
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Let's see, I think it started when Madeline Murray O'Hare complained she didn't want any prayer in our schools.
And you said, OK...
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Then, someone said you better not read the Bible in school, the Bible that says "thou shalt not kill, thou shalt not steal, and love your neighbors as yourself,"
And you said, OK...
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Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children when they misbehave
because their little personalities would be warped and we might damage their self-esteem.
And we said, an expert should know what he's talking about so we won't spank them anymore..
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Then someone said teachers and principals better not discipline our children
when they misbehave. And the school administrators said no faculty member in this school better touch a student when they misbehave because we don't want any bad publicity, and we surely don't want to be sued.
And you accepted their reasoning...
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Then someone said, let's let our daughters have abortions if they want, and they won't even have to tell their parents.
And you said, that's a grand idea...
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Then some wise school board member said, since boys will be boys and they're
going to do it anyway, let's give our sons all the condoms they want, so they can have all the fun they desire, and we won't have to tell their parents they got them at school.
And you said, that's another great idea...
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Then some of our top elected officials said it doesn't matter what we do in private as long as we do our jobs.
And you said, it doesn't matter what anybody, including the President, does in private as long as we have jobs and the economy is good...
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And someone else took that appreciation a step further and published pictures of nude children and then stepped further still by making them available on the Internet.
And you said, everyone's entitled to free speech....
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And the entertainment industry said, let's make TV shows and movies that promote profanity, violence and illicit sex... And let's record music that encourages rape, drugs, murder, suicide, and satanic themes...
And you said, it's just entertainment and it has no adverse effect and nobody takes it seriously anyway, so go right ahead...
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Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no conscience, why they don't know right from wrong, and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers, classmates or even themselves.
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Undoubtedly, if we thought about it long and hard enough, we could figure it out. I'm sure it has a great deal to do with...
"WE REAP WHAT WE SOW" | | |
| - - - - A Midnight in Memphis
It seemed God had reflected the beauty of the stars onto the ground that Midnight in Memphis.
Everyone couldn't help but gape out the aeroplane window at the sparkling magnificence scattered below them.
The crystalline light seemed to hit everyones face perfectly,
bringing out the youthful resilience of the tiny, old
Italian woman
or the handsomeness of the plump, balding
middle-aged man
or the glamour in the eyes of the young
teenaged girl
All the attention on the gorgeous ground below them seemed to numb
the Italian thumb twiddling
and the middle-aged snoring
and the youthful tapping of nervous fingers
The beauty of the
resturaunts
and the skyscrapers
and a few neon strip club signs
the miscontinuity of the colored lights seemed to pacify
the miscontinuity of the troubles felt on that flight over Memphis
the sick granddaughter
the anticipation of getting home to a wife and kids
the anticipation of returning to a home that was lost
It seemed God had known those passengers on flight 1544 needed something,
a sympathetic beauty
a sight to make all their worries fly away that
Midnight in Memphis. | | |
| - nourishment nation i just went snowboarding
got that guys? SNOWBOARDING. and i fell. like a small child. and then whined. like a small child. it was sort of pathetic. sam got mad. he wont admit it though. but i did alright by the end. i made it down without falling. because im awesome.
that place had really good cheeseburgers. yummm.
sam is a sick freak. he wanted to get into a car wreck at a certain part of a song. i really really dont like that. that creep. ew. and he thinks its funny. what a freakin loser. gah.
"keep it up"
oh and now youre tough...
oh and nick thank you very much for letting me bitch to you, i needed that. and i also needed everyone on bus2 thinking i was insane. yessss. awesome.
code time.
yo tatoo boy, you never called. geez. haha
hey beaner. im mad at you for blowing me off. alot. loserboy.
im really really sore. i dont want to get old to where im always this sore. yuckkkkk.
<3kait
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lindsay lohan is really hot
im really sore.
and pissed off.
and feeling really stupid.
i figured out it isnt a 53, but a 65, i just suck at math.
obviously.
i hate this.
sorry if ive been mean to you lately.
oops.
<3kait | | |
| - that cleveland song - today we had a snow day. i still dont get why. it isnt.. snowing.
so ive slept all day.
i want to be on ambush makeover. itd be exciting for them to make me glamourously pretty and such.
but i think im too young.
where's sam? i feel like i havent seen him in forever. he was going to wear plaid pants to school today, but alas, no school.
im making my own reality show. i think it would be quit entertaining. would you like to be in it?
i want to influence people, not with the hip new reality show, just in general. but for some reason, i dont see that happening.
i almost dont like new years, people make all these resolutions to be better people but they never follow through with it. its a rather depressing concept. boo. that sucks.
i burned my tongue. oooouch.
then i ate an orange. yummmm.
thats all for now
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i feel like a xanga gooroo. all these people are coming to me for help.. yesss
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