Boy was I shocked this morning ...

Remember how I posted a few months ago about all the X Country BS that went down during Spirit Week?

Hazing Part I & II

Well I found an essay that was written by one of the boys involved. I have to say I was pretty shocked that he really saw the light. (Actually my jaw dropped) Goes to show a lot of the times how we can jump to conclusions about a person.

Now don't think I am fooled by any means. He really could be a lil trouble maker, this is a college essay he was writing, and it could be just to make himself look good. Changed person per say.

But I think this time I will really believe this kid made a honest mistake, and truly did learn from this.

Since it doesn't name names and protects his Indenity I am sharing, though I might remove later as I don't want to feel I stole this. But I won't give him credit and make public my blog to teenage boys of ABC High School. LOL.

My Suspension!!

“Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or present are certain to miss the future” (JFK). In the past I was suspended from school for five days, during spirit week of my senior year. With the caring person I am, I took this lesson and changed my life so nothing this catastrophic would ever happen again. At the least, this monstrosity of a sentence put on my perfect record, was meant to teach me a lesson and it sure did.

When I was first called down to the office, (since I never get called down), I was wondering to myself “What is this about?” When I got there, the Activities Director asked me to fill out an Incident Report and at that moment I knew exactly what was about to transpire. What happened during spirit week was meant as harmless fun, but soon turned into a life changing situation for us eight varsity cross country runners that participated. I am going to be honest, we gave wedgies to a few individual freshman, who we thought would be able to handle it and maybe even have a little fun in the process, but were we way wrong.

We were eight “straight A” students, that wanted to participate in an age-old tradition at (name removed); Spirit Week. What turned out to be one bad decision almost landed us in more trouble then we ever thought we would be in. Our principals threatened us with ten-days out of school and a disciplinary hearing, but there was “No way”, I thought, “it was only a few wedgies.” When we finally had our meeting that led to our fate, we found that we were kicked off the Cross Country team and were suspended for five days. At this point my jaw dropped, “I cant get suspended, what about National Honor Society, VIP, and even more important, college”, I thought, “What am I going to do about college?” As (name removed) was arguing heavily about his fate of Cross Country I was more worried about my future, which is more important than the past of present.

The moment I left the office, as a vacation awaited me at home, I made a pact with myself that I would never make a huge mistake like that again, seeing the long term affects of one mistake; it scared me into submission. With my suspension I had a very long time to think, thus finally, I came to the conclusion that I did regret what we did and was very remorseful. We later found out that we hurt them, which am very sorry for, seeing as we were just trying to have a little fun and not meaning to hurt anyone. My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them (Kerouac).

During the proceedings of this entire incident, I took a deep look inside myself, and found the true me. Not to say that I did not care about myself before, but now I care a whole lot more. All through school I did the bare minimum to get through school and now I have realized that I need to do my best at all times, whether it be at practice, church or in school, my best is never to good for me.


I really was impressed. Really made me think twice about my opinions I have carried around about this kid. Kudo's to him! I just really hope this is how he truly feels. It's nice to know some can really learn from their mistakes. :)



Happy Saturday to all!!

Hazing in High School - Part 2

So to continue where we left off from first post (See Part 1)

It ended up that another parent sent an anonymous letter to the Assistant Superintendent that Wednesday night. So it was removed from my hands and I ended up not having to do anything.

The freshman boys missed most of all their morning classes Thursday as they were all being shipped from one office to another. They all had to write statements stating what happen during spirit week. There were many who tried to refuse to write statements, but that really didn't work out for them.

The Assistant Principal, Sports Director, and Cross Country Coaches ended up kicking 9 kids off the cross country team. 5 kids were suspended. 2 removed from NHS. 1 senior lost his cross country scholarship.

When they were finish cleaning house their top 7 was gone. Plus other top runners. So there was not much left in competition for the team.

Even though I kept my mouth shut and stayed out of it the blame ended up on CD. Funny you would think they would have smarts NOT to then run their mouths of facebook. *rolling eyes* I am beginning to believe Seniors have no better sense than freshman class. :)

They were convinced he ratted them all out. But I tell ya what if I was sending out emails it would not be "anonymous" nor would I have skipped every Administrator at the school.

Cross country is now over. The boys are back in school. Everything seems to have blown over. Guess this just better be lesson learned for the boys from here on out. Fun is fun. But use Common Sense.


Baseball Mom

Seriously! Hazing in High School.

I am just so mad this morning I can seriously not see straight. My head is actually in a cloud. I am so torn as to what to do. My head and heart are at war.

Last week was Spirit week at school. There was as much "unapproved" activies as there was approved. I was not happy about this at all. I kept quiet at the request of Catcherdude. But I really had a safety issue for several of the kids. But so not to upset, embarrass, what ever, I kept mums. Yeah! Famous last words there.

Now I can not say what was or was not going on with the other teams and organizations but the XC team crossed many lines, and trust me it was NOT a finish line!! The upperclassman's famous form of "prank" was to give wedgies. But worse than that to pull to ripe them off the student. To quote them, "Ripe um". There was one student they riped his off everyday. But this was just "harmless" fun. So I was told. But then as the week progressed there were students being hurt. They picked one off the ground trying to get his to ripe off. When they finally gave way they "accidentally" dropped the kid. Causing bloody knees and elbows. He was not even able to compete in their meet Friday. But never said a word about what was happening. Coaches are not around when they are jogging to and from park and in locker room. There was not one kid who would come forward. The mom of the hurt child really wanted to go to school. But her son talked her out of it.

Just as mine all week told me to leave it be.

Blue paint in hair .. leave it be mom. Only one week.

Marker down sleeve of hoodie. Leave it be mom.

There were several attempts on "riping" son. But his TKD paid off. They walked away saying he was to much of a fighter. Still it just sat in the pit of my stomach. But we got through the week.

or so we thought ......

Yesterday they were coming in the locker room from practice and 9 of them jumped Catcherdude. They finally got him knocked to the ground. But in process they managed to hurt him. He actually got hurt worse than those last week. He certainly will not be competing this week. I lost all cool .. he was a mess when I met up with him later. Which was another thing he never mentioned to me what happened when I spoke to his several times after practice. Only when I walked into the PUBLIC LIBRARY to drop off a flash drive to him did I see what happen. Where was any adults? Where was all this security this school employees? So my first response was to go back to the school as find an admin. But they all go home at 3:30.

Catcherdude will not give up the names. This is assault. Period. But again not wanting to make waves. Will not say a word. As we are bandaging his bloody mess of an arm this morning still beg, borrow, and pleading that I do not say or do.

This just does not seem "normal" a look the other way type of issue. But like I started, my head and heart are at war. *sigh*




Baseball Mom