God bless the parents who drugged us..
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> The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question, ''Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?''
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> I replied, I had a drug problem when I was young:
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> I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for weddings and funerals.
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> I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather.
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> I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults.
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> 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 teacher or the preacher, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me.
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> I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profanity.
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> I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and flower beds and cockleburs out of dad's fields.
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> I was drug to the 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 some firewood; and, if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the woodshed.
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> Those drugs are still in my veins and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say, and think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin; and, if today's children had this kind of drug problem, this land would be a better place.
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> ~author unknown~

 

Sounds silly to todays youth but it is the stuff that character is built of. Hi, my name is Rick. When I was a young fellow, I had a drug problem too.

 

I did not have that drug problem when I was a kid. I was expected to do those things. No questions, now whiney "I don't wanna." It was how mom and dad taught us kids. Taught my kids the same way. It is being passed on to their kids.

 

I had the same drug problem when I was young as well, it seems that I had a real thing for the woodshed! And if I whined about it, I got drugged back!!

 

Amen!!! Glad My Parents Loved Me Enough To "drug" Me!!!!!!!!!! Doing (and Did) The Same With My Kids And Pray They Will With Theirs!!!

 

Me to,it's sad that a lot of parents,don't seem to want to get involved,in their kid's life anymore

 

Excellent little writeup.. im gonna have to remember these.