18 Oct 06
The trophy factory was a great tour. The kids got to use the engraving machine to engrave their names. They learned about pricing, inventory, and customer relations. They got to tour the shop and actually helped put together an order for a local soccer team. They had a blast. They were even given their own trophy at the end of the day.
I was asked to speak at chapel today (for the kid’s school) following up a presentation on substance abuse. I don’t remember hearing these kinds of conversations when I was a kid. What’s been your experience? The interesting thing about the other speaker this morning is that the subject was not the traditional drugs it was the abuse of legal, prescription drugs.
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First, it sounds like you went on an “award winning†field trip.
Second, it is a shame that we’re now having to school kids on the abuse of prescription drugs but I’m glad the school is giving kids the information they need to combat this kind of addiction.
Do I win the trophy?
We had Lynn come into the youth group a couple of times and he always had his drug display board with him. A big hit with the kids.
When I was in the youth group, the youth brought there own display of stuff.
It sounds like you and the kids were “awarded” a memory that will bey “prized” for years to come.
Did anyone ask if they make any Laurel Wreaths? What happened to those anyway? it was kind of like a cool crown for guys and totally unfairly got left behind.
It used to be simpler to be sure. You used to have “drugs” and “medicine.” Drugs were what was done by the stoners out in the “pit” (designated smoking area in highschool). Medicine is what your mom gave you when she just wanted you to calm down and leave her alone and let mommy have her “mommy time.”
Ok, kidding, my Mom was perfect, i just couldn’t resist.
One of my real concerns though is that the line between useful medicine and harmful drugs is really blurry right now. It’s not just legal and illegal any more. Then again, maybe that was never as useful a distinction as we all pretended.
All I know is that growing up in the sticks, I had zero awareness of anyone around me abusing anything but alcohol (and even that wasn’t the students) until I got into the 8th grade. Sadly, I bet none of our kids will even be able to say that.