This came my way by email. I amended it to my mother because my father hit the road at an early age. I think it expresses perfectly problems with our society. Parents just don’t drug their kids enough.
DIFFERENT DRUG PROBLEM
The other day at a store in our town someone read that a methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farmhouse in a neighboring county and 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 Sundays. 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, didn’t 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 wash my mouth with soap if I uttered a profanity. I was drug out to pull weeds from mom’s flower bed or garden, cockleburr’s from dad’s fields. I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and neighbors to help out some poor soul that had no one to mow the lawn, repair clotheslines, or chop wood, and if I ever took a dime as a tip for this kindness, my mother 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, or think. They are stronger than crack, cocaine, or heroin, and if more of today’s children had this sort of drug problem, the world would be a better place.”
This is the way my sisters and I were raised and still operate to this day(well, the occasional profanity will cross my lips). I’ve heard my younger sister tell her kids more than once to do something, not expecting reward, but because it was right. The more I get out and mingle with the public, the more I run into rude people with no thought for anything beyond themselves.
Not the way I was raised.