Saturday, March 10, 2007

Drug problem

The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a Methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question, "Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?"

I replied, I had a drug problem when I was young:

I was drug to church on Sunday morning.

I was drug to church for weddings and funerals.

I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather.

I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults.

I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie,
brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in
everything that was asked of me.

I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with
soap if I uttered a profanity.

I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and flower beds and cockleburs out of dad's fields.

I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and neighbors to help out some poor soul who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline, or cop some firewood; and if my mother had ever know that I took a single dime as a tip for kindness, she would have drug me back to the woodshed.

Those drugs are still in my veins and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say, and think.
They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin; and if today's children had this kind of drug problem, America would be a better place.

I recieved this as an e-mail and thought it was well worth sharing.


The Tiquehunters Wife said...

So true, so true!

Carole Burant said...

I loved this! That certainly is the kind of "drug" you wish kids of today were on!! xox

TJ said...

Here, Here!!
Kid's today need more "drugs"!!!
PS...and lest I get to puffed up...I need to remember my "drugs" and act accordingly...shamey, shamey on me!!

Beemoosie said...

Yes and Amen!!!