Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Children
I have a migraine yet again. No surprize there. Considering I have to deal with Jared for three straight periods. I went to the anime convention over the weekend. It was AMAZING! There was a Rave and it was great. XD So yeah that's my special moment to talk about. Going on to something important. I started thinking lately. Well that's not surprizing either but whatever. I think I'd like to have a Foster home thing when I'm older. I think it'd be nice. Which I find amazing. Because I love children but I don't really like them. I know that doesn't make sense. Let's just say I like them but I get aggravated easilly sometimes. But then again who doesn't right? Well anyway, what sparked my new thought on doing this was my job. I work at Camden Park. Real wootsville. XP But I work the kiddy rides. Being put on these rides you start to notice the children of the park. Some with their grandparents, churches, parents all sorts of things. You really don't think anything if you see a child with their grandparents because it's pretty normal. I worked the kiddy Whip last Saturday. There was a young boy around the age of five who apparently loved the ride. He told me he was going to ride my ride five more times then go ride the boats, then the cars, then maybe the trains, then back to my ride. The more he was there the more I enjoyed working at that moment. He was a very happy child and he was just the type that made you want to smile. He reminded me a lot of my younger brother actually . . . But anyway, I got to talking with his grandmother and started to learn some things about him. He was living with his grandparents because his mother hadn't wanted him because she was dating a man whom didn't like children. She hadn't seen him in years. It hurt my heart to hear that. Ironically the next day my Grammie was watching Dr. Phil while I was in the room. He was talking about a group called CASA, which is a group who takes care of children who have been taken for one reason or another. I heard this story on how a Foster care taker was abusing her Foster children and treated them like outcasts. She recieved no pussniment whatsoever. I find it wrong. Every child deseaves love and attention. Actually if you get down to it everyone desearves love and attention. So I decided I would like to become a Foster parent and help some children. Because I figure even if I help just one in my lifetime I think that would be one less thing to grieve about in the world.
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