I was invited by a student to Chandler Woods’ Parent Awareness Night on Tuesday, Nov. 3. Individuals of the eighth-grade class gave presentations on topics that deal with teen issues. Some of the topics included were suicide, child abuse, peer pressure, abortion, evolution, eating disorders, divorce, drug use, etc.
I fought back the tears as a student named Sarah read a poem about a three-year-old that was killed by her alcoholic father. She showed photographs she had found in magazines and pointed out statistics of abuse. Sarah shared with me that many of the children were ages 0-3 and unable to cry out for help, much of it is behind closed doors. I had no idea that child abuse was such a common problem.
One of the students who was making the awareness of “cutting” said that she personally knew of about 20 kids who do this to themselves ages 10-30; some do it for attention and some because they are really hurting inside and don’t know how to express themselves.
I was also amazed to find out that some seemingly harmless video games such as Pokemon and Dungeons are linked to suicides and murder. The young children that play the games are influenced negatively to devalue life and unknowingly engage in introductory forms of witchcraft. Some of the children start acting out what they’ve learned, have social, mental and/or emotional problems, and many have symptoms of bi-polar or start hearing voices.
These eighth-graders were able to speak to me at such a deep level. I was impressed with their authority and boldness. I asked a few of the kids why they chose their topics. Most of them all chose topics that have affected their life and people they know. They were so passionate about what is going on around them, it was like they were showing me “look at all these dark places” and then saying “let’s turn on a light; you can be that light.”
They taught me how to recognize someone who is being abused or abusing themselves and what to do about it. I was greatly impacted by my visit. I really felt like I was surrounded by a small army of heroes fighting against evil and injustice. I know these students will make the world a better place.
Poem on seasons
83-year-old Margaret submitted this poem to the Squire with hopes we would share it with our readers.
Now is the last of summer’s sun
For all too soon this season’s done.
The flowers and gardens have had their day
And things that grew have gone away.
When Autumn comes she will replace
The vibrant green on Nature’s face.
Orange and gold, red and brown
The trees put on their lovely gown.
And for awhile they stage a show
But deep inside they surely know
It’s just a passing fancy flight
A prelude to a darker night.
The white of snow, a coverlet
To hide the resting earth, and yet
Another phase is stirring deep
To soon emerge from winter’s sleep.
Then joyous spring breaks through the soil
And starts anew each season’s toil.
Summer, fall, winter, spring
To all her cycles Earth will cling.