History’s Push

No Regrets.
November 13, 2009, 4:36 pm
Filed under: Uncategorized

Today is November 9, 2009. Twenty years ago, the East German  government gave the news the people of the German Democratic Republic had been waiting for. After over twenty-five years of waiting, they were going to see their family and friends separated from them by the Berlin Wall. The Wall had stopped any travel into the other territory, seperating brothers from sisters and parents from children. One day everything was normal, and the next families were split apart. These epople didn’t see it coming, and I’m sure they regretted every time they missed a chance to be with their loved ones. So how much do we really value our time together with family and friends?  You never know when your time with someone you love is up. When your best friend moves or when your grandfather dies, will you be ready? Love everyone you have in your life. Tell them how much they mean to you. You never know when that day will come, when the time is up. You don’t want to live in regret.


Homeless in High School
October 27, 2009, 8:57 pm
Filed under: Local

They own the gym locker next to yours.  They walk the same halls of the same school as you. In many ways, they are a lot like you and me. They have some of the same friends, the same classes, and the same homework. But there’s one thing that they don’t have: a home. Did you know that one in fifty American kids are homeless? But it may be possible that you never even notice any difference in them. They might not smell or look ragged, as many people view as a sign of homelessness or neglect. In fact, they might not give off a “vibe” of being not well taken care of. You might think there are no homeless kids at your school. But there are. They are the ones who get on the bus first in the morning and last in the afternoon to avoid explanation of where they are going. (Especially if they don’t really know their “home” for the night.) They are the ones who don’t eat lunch, or scarf down food quickly when they get it. When PTA meetings come along, their parents don’t attend. So what happens to the ones that are noticed for their clothes or their smell? They are made fun of by people who don’t even know what hunger is really like. They don’t even have a way to rid themselves of the smell or clothes that makes them a target of teasing. So they bear it in silence, knowing that even if they make it through high school, though many don’t, their chances for college and a well-paying career are slim-to-none. So maybe that kid everyone picks on for her messy hair or his stained, worn clothes is suffering more than you can imagine, not just at school, but even after the bell rings.

What do you think?