Rich Clark wrote:
> "Maggie" <[email protected]> wrote in message
> news:[email protected]...
>
Maggie. Does the thought of your kids hurting other kids raise your
self-esteem vicariously?
> Snip
> Maggie, I know you're trying, but you should run some of this stuff
through
> some sort of filter before you post it.
>
> RichC
Ok...pick on me but not my kids. My daughter is a therapist who works
everyday with people suffering with mental illness, my oldest son is a
technician and my youngest son is in his last year of college and will
be an elementary school teacher in 2006. All three of them help
people. The thought of them helping others does make me happy.
My daughter has worked her ass off to get her masters so she can help
the mentally ill. AND SHE PLAYED DODGE BALL IN SCHOOL. I have a son
who wants to teach kids and make a difference. AND HE PLAYED DODGE
BALL IN SCHOOL.
I am damn proud of all three of them. Next time I will run my post
through a Mr. Coffee Filter or the pool filter before I inflict my
opinions.
When I played Dodge ball it was fun. I was not a great athletic.
Dodge ball was just fun. I was not thinking about hurting people, I
was thinking about the game. IT WAS FUN. I got hit more than I hit
people. Call me crazy, but it was fun.
Maybe I was used to it because I grew up in the 50's when we all played
games like stick ball and war and survived. Plus I had an over active
older brother watching me. (which led to many black eyes, cuts,
brusies and stiches from backyard games. Maybe I can't understand
someone who found dodge ball so harmful. I don't know. I remember it as
the only sport where I really had some fun, running and expending some
energy that built up while sitting in class for hours.
Today we let children vicariously kill people with that stupid x-box
but we start demonstrations regarding dodge ball. It makes no sense
to me at all.
As for my kids.....remember the story of the mother bear and back off
jack.
They were all good at dodge ball and they grew up to be fine people.
Very fine people. IMAGINE THAT. Let me go put this through the coffee
filter and hit post.
Maggie