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Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Don't Trust the Kids with Your Secrets
A while back another rep and I were inspecting a local school.  While we were checking lockers in a middle school hallway, several students approached us.  This often happens, as the kids want to pet the dog and talk to the Drug Dog Lady for a bit.
This girl asks the inevitable question, "What's his name?"    When I tell her "Toby", she says, "Oh, I have a dog at my house named Tokey."
(OK, for those of you leading sheltered lives, "toke" refers to marijuana.  "Taking a toke" means "taking a hit of marijuana."  Therefore, you have the words "toker" or "tokey", which all refer to a pothead.)
Without batting an eye (this job has make me pretty good at this) I ask, "Whose dog is he?"
The girl says, "He's my uncle's dog.  He (her uncle) is in jail right now, so we're keeping him."
"Oh, OK," I say, nodding as all the pieces click into place.  A kid wouldn't name her dog Tokey, but a pothead would think it was funny to have a dog of that name.  And, of course, it wouldn't be unusual for a pothead to be in jail.
Kids learn what they live.  So be careful of what you're living.
7:17 pm cdt

Sunday, April 20, 2008

God in Schools
There's a joke that says that "as long as
there are tests, there'll be prayer in schools."  I submit that God is more prevelant in schools than people realize.
A basic point we try to teach students in the Dogs Against Drugs education program is that, if you as a student/young person have a problem, you should seek help.  The best kind of person from which to seek is a trusted adult.  While talking to their friends can often make them feel better, just getting it out, those friends most likely can't think of any better solutions than the child with the problem.  We encourage going to a trusted adult simply because adults have more life experience, more resources from which to draw, and can therefor provide better help and advice.
At this point in the lesson, we encourage students to name a trusted adult they could go to if they had a big problem.  They often say "teacher", "Mom and Dad", "Grandma and Grandpa", "counselor", "police". 
I am pleased that someone in the class always suggests the police.  They should realize that the police are there to help people, not just to run around busting people and putting them in jail  But what makes me most happy is that almost every class, with VERY few exceptions, say that they could go to their preacher, Sunday school teacher or someone else at their Church. 
Even better is when they say they would talk to God and Jesus.  They always say it matter-of-factly, as if there is no doubt in their minds that God hears and answers prayers.  It shows me the conviction of their faith.  It also tells me that somewhere, someone is teaching these kids of God, Jesus, faith, and right-living.
Oh, that they were all so.  And that this close relationship with God was maintained as they grew older.  Some do.  Some others just as obviously don't.
Pray for the children in school today.  Pray for me, and for the other DAD reps who try to teach them.  Pray for the teachers to live and teach in a Christ-like manner so the kids will learn from their examples.
7:44 pm cdt

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

A Metaphor of Vegetables
It's spring, and the migraines are blooming.
This is your brain:
This is your brain on Migraines:
bloominonion.jpg(Sliced, diced, and spiced.)
Any questions??
8:43 pm cdt

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