A Thought For Today

[Whaler]

"Parents Who Drugged Us"

After reading an article about a Meth house being discovered down the road from us my wife asked me.

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 mornings. 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 preacher or my teacher.

I was drug out to pull weeds in moms garden and flower beds and cockleburs out of dads fields.

I was drug to homes of family, friends and neighbors to help out some poor soul who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline or chop firewood; and if mom had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this 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 or 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.

God bless the parents who drugged us.

Thanks to my sister Pat who sent this to me.

[DUD]

Thanks Dick, truer words were never spoken. Bill

[Ed62]

Yep. Very true. The good old days.

Ed

[TB Roye]

I remember being drug to all those places. You don't dare take the kids to the woodshed. CPS will be on your case. I had teachers the drug us to the office us when necessay and could hit your forehead with the blackboard eraser clear across the room. Look where our sports have gone to with out disipline. A good swat on the rear is not abuse.

Tom

[cabinetman]

I was drugged too. I'm still affected. Seems like my parents knew when and how much to dispense. Kinda wonder whatever happened to those days.
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[crokett]

The worst for me was acting up in church and getting drug out by my father. Actually the worst was you weren't drug out, instead he just said 'wait till we get home'.

[Richard in Smithville]

I tried to raise my children how I was raised-fair but firm-and now my mother thinks that I am too strict. It's nice to hear compliments about your children in our times.

[mater]

The worst for me was acting up in church and getting drug out by my father. Actually the worst was you weren't drug out, instead he just said 'wait till we get home'.

I got that " wait til we get home " a lot. I was an angel after that hoping mother would forget but she never did.

[WayneJ]

I guess that means that I'm a drug adict from the 40s and 50s.Call me guilty.
Wayne

[Mrs. Wallnut]

On a good note. I remember those also and I also remember they "wait till we get home" and being worried. But I also remember going to things and we had to sit still and be good kids even when other kids were running around screaming unless it was a party for us kids or something.

I guess here is my point: Last night was my daughters Girl Scout Christmas gift exchange and potluck. I picked up her friend who is a few months older than she is and we went to the meeting. The place was small and a little cramped as the troop is pretty small. As some of the girls are younger there are a couple of them that are the same age as my daughter and her friend. They were in another room screaming and yelling and being quite loud for such a small place. Well my daughter and her friend were very quiet and sat and talked and were not playing like the other girls, actually they were helping me with Thomas for part of it. So I was quite pleased that my "girls" (as I call them) were very well behaved.

At least I did that right when it comes to my kids
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