I don't know why the news about the stabbing at University High School in Orlando surprised me yesterday, but it did.
As a nation , we should be used to the violence of our children by now. After all, our government gave them license to act anyway they choose without fear of consequences.
I look at back at when my own children were in school. Every year, on the first day, I took my kids to school, met with and spoke at length to their teachers. During the course of our converstaion, I gave the teachers, as well as the administrators my permission to paddle their behinds if they disrupted the class, smarted off, stole something from another student, started a fight, lied, cheated or in general acted like little demons.
My children rarely acted up in school. They said "Yes sir/ No m'am" and "No sir/ Yes M'am , please and thank you. They may not have been the most polite and well behaved children on the planet, (and really what child is, short of those Stepford Kids?) but they knew that any breach of conduct would be dealt with, first by the teacher, then if necessary, by the adminstrator, and always, without fail by either their father or me when they got home.
There was no acceptable excuse for acting out in school. They were there to learn reading, writing and arithmatic, not how to bump, rap, throw up gang hand signs, steal, threaten, fight, cuss, intimidate, ignore the teacher, ignore the rules, have sex in the bathroom, smoke dope in the stairwells, threaten the teachers, hit the teachers, or in general act anywhere near like the kids in school today do.
So yesterday, when a seventeen year old student stabbed and ultimately murdered a fifteen year old student, I was surprised. Surprised and really angry. Angry because once again our government in it's infintite wisdom has caused the death of another child at the hands of another child.
I don't wonder how it happened, I just wonder why it continues to happen. Or more to the point when our government is going to wake up and put a stop to this violence; this lawlessness: this insistence that our children need to be mollycoddled and fawned over, protected from even the mildest form of punishment for misdeeds.
What I mean is, when is the government going to wake up and smell the blood? The blood of a whole generation of children who are allowed to murder, rape, steal, and in general wreak havoc because the parents are no longer allowed to control them.
If a parent slaps a child for a foul mouth or washed his/her mouth out with soap, it is child abuse. If a parents spanks a child for a deliberate violation of a rule, a rule that was put in place to protect that child, it is child abuse. If a child is placed on house arrest, grounded, restricted, or whatever you choose to call it today, it is child abuse.
A teacher muse tolerate a student calling him/her stupid, a bitch, a 'ho, a m-fer or anyone of a dozen other foul names and the teacher can do nothing more than order detention, maybe suspension. He/She dare not touch the little darling or face jail time or termination of their employment.
And yet time after time teachers are not only verbally, but physically abused by these kids. And why? Because the federal government and those whiney assed, bleeding heart liberals have decided that making a child mind, as you or I, as they, were made to do is now a criminal offense. And worse, they have let our kids know this.
But, these same lawmakers have the nerve to stand up and demand reform !! How damn stupid can these people be? They want reform? They want an end to juvenile violence? All they have to do was mind their own damn business, and stay out of American families' business.
It's not all that hard to put an end to this nonsense. Give the rearing of our children back to us, and stay the hell out of it.
Don't have the threat of The Department of Family and Children's hanging over our heads. Let us tend to our children and they won't have to tend to arresting and prosectuing fourteen and fifteen year old kids for rape, murder, or grand theft.
I'm a grandmother. I have three children and ten grandchildren. I could care less what the 'law' says. If one of my grandchildren ever calls me a bitch, steals from me or pulls a weapon on me, I will first, call DFACS, hand them the phone and then tell them to give their hearts to God, cause thier ass is mine!