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Saturday, 12 September 2009
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The Old and The Poor
James 1:27- Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world (TNIV).
For the past two weeks when I log onto my Facebook for iphone, I see all the status updates on the national health care plan. Both sides have taken a stand which seems to me that a compromise will not be reached. Both sides have used religion to defend their cause as well. My feelings are very much in the middle of the issue and of course are longer than the 140 characters Twitter allows.
Currently, I am working at an inner city school in Oklahoma City. 95% of the students or more receive a free or reduced breakfast and lunch. School supplies are not mandated because most families could not afford it. I guess that a majority of the students probably wear the same uniform all week. I see the working poor everyday. I know that a national system of health care would greatly benefit this population the most. The little boy who ran out of his asthma medication wouldn’t have to wait until mom found another job to pay for it. The little girl who cannot get the glasses she needs to see the board because her father who is working three part-time jobs yet doesn’t have money or insurance for the eye doctor. The twin boys with rotting teeth cannot go to the dentist because they come from a family of six. These are cases in which having some kind of national health care would help. America would be treating others the way all want to be treated. I could be behind something like this.
However, I have concerns. These concerns rise up out of a sense of obligation for others. For me, part of it comes from my religious background and from the idea of social justice.
My first concern is for the elderly. In the verse I posted above, “widows in their distress” calls me to look after the elderly. It can be tough in American being over 65. Imagine your weekly salary gone and now having to rely on social security and Medicare. As a country, due to the baby boomer population we are now faced with the fact that for the first time we will have a large population of elderly. During the passing of the stimulus bill, Tom Daschle’s feelings on the elderly were made known. Daschle expects the elderly to realize that they have health concerns due to the aging process. Ok, I can accept that. Baby boomers put down the botox and stop sucking the fat away from your bodies. It happens, accept it. What concerns me is this quote:
“Daschle says health-care reform “will not be pain free.” Seniors should be more accepting of the conditions that come with age instead of treating them.”[1]
What does this mean? If my aunt, who is currently on social security and Medicare, was now placed on a national health care plan, fell, hurt her hip, went to the doctor, and then was told her hip injury wasn’t bad enough to warrant a hip replacement, how long would she have to wait? Would she be told that the hip would be need to degenerate more to qualify for surgery? Or is this a condition of old age and she should accept it and not treat it? It terrifies me where we are going with a sense of duty and compassion towards the elderly in our society. I already feel that we don’t respect them enough to begin with and now we are going to reduce their health care plan to one that basically will for many a "hurry up and die plan.”
Second, I want to know what is put into place so that there will not be abuses to the plan. Many people who are considered poor often do things in a fraudulent manner to obtain more money. Last year, I had the unfortunate incident of overhearing a parent tell a child to fail the IQ test at the doctor. I knew as the child’s teacher that it was because they were trying to have the child qualify to have social security money sent to the family for care. There was nothing about this child where they would qualify. Due to the parental coaching, this child stopped working in class and went from high Cs to ridiculously low F’s. This is a blatant example of people using the system, which should help people, for their own gains. President Obama and Ms. Sebelius, what are you putting into place so that health care is not abused like all our other government progressive programs? Please do tell. I am concerned that my students may be misused for other reasons.
Finally, I am concerned about the fact the government wants to allow abortions on the health care plan. Personally, I don’t agree with abortion as I feel it is taking another human life. In spite of this, that is not why I am against the government paying for abortions. What concerns me is that while President Obama and others have all along claimed they want to make the United States a more equal country, this has overtones of ‘Survival of the Elite Classism.’ Who are the people that will probably end up on the national health care plan? That is right, not the people who can afford their health insurance premiums and have the ability to pay for pregnancy preventive items. The people that would end up on the health care plan will do so because it their most affordable option. Again, I think about some of the families I know at my school. Imagine a single mother with three kids. She is a member of the working poor, only making $12,000 per year. She finally has gotten all three kids into school full time so she doesn’t have to pay as much for day care and sitters. However, she just found herself pregnant. Her national insurance plan covers abortions and she makes the decision to go ahead and have one because she just cannot afford another child. What does this mean for our country? Oh good, we got rid of another poor person. They probably would have grown up to fill a jail cell. The thinking behind allowing abortions may not be as diabolical, but you have to admit, it does sound like the United States may become one giant upper class in the future.
Overall, I am concerned about the national health care plan. What once was a cause of social justice for me now has me concerned about the true morality in our country. If we do want to provide health care for all do not penalize a person based on age or financial status. Make sure that the system cannot be abused by anyone. Don’t have the loopholes that are in other programs, such as social security and welfare. Provide the elderly with the kind of care you want to have as a future senior citizen. I know that all of us would find it inhumane to ask someone to wait for the care because the condition wasn’t serious enough or it is a cause of the normal aging process. Instead of covering abortions, maybe the health care plan could cover the cost of pregnancy preventive items. Often that is why pregnancy occurs in this day and age- people either don’t have the knowledge or money to pay for the items. If those changes could be made, then I would be 100% behind the national health care plan.
[1] “Ruin Your Health With the Obama Stimulus Plan: Betsy McCaughey,” February 9, 2009, www.bloomberg.org
Friday, 03 July 2009
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Lorelai and Emily Gilmore on spas:
LORELAI: Two days of total mind-numbing pampering. Massages, facials, aromatherapy.
EMILY: My goodness, you make it sound like heaven.
LORELAI: It’s as close as you’ll ever come to being a dog.
EMILY: I beg your pardon?
LORELAI: You know, a whole life of nothing but eating, sleeping, lying on your back and getting rubbed.
EMILY: I’d love the comparison to stop there.
Last week, on my New Mexico Adventure, I received my first facial at La Bella Spa in Albuquerque. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to get because I wasn’t too keen on a massage…..I think I would rather be closer to being a cat. You know, you only let certain people touch you and then you can saunter away from the rest of the world. Anyway, after much debate, I decided to get the organic facial. In the description, it outlined some stress relieving yoga moves. I like organic products. I like yoga. Couldn’t be that stressful right?
First, I laid down on this table while soothing nature sounds played in a darkened room. If I would have been left alone, I probably could have fallen into a Rip Van Winkle nap. The esthetician came in with a calm voice and then started to massage and move my shoulders and arms into the yoga positions. CRACK! My neck and shoulders proceeded to pop very loudly. However, they finally felt good, having all that school stressed manipulated out. Next she put some delicious smelling creams on my face and then a steam mist. I thought I am liking this facial business.
ACK! Suddenly a bright light was shining on my face! The esthetician apologized and I settled into her digging out all the pores on my face, including ones that I didn’t know existed. All that relaxing stuff? Out the window. Finally the light went off and she put some more yummy cream on my face and slapped the required two cucumbers on my face. At this point, and it could be because I was relaxed, I wanted to burst out laughing and pull a Lorelai and ask if this was my afternoon snack.
While I was trying not to chuckle, I hear her making a potion. I thought, Oh good, a great mask to finish things off with. Then the smell happened. A very stinky smell. One that brought visions of cat vomit to my mind. I hoped that it was not going on my face and as soon as the though went through my mind, she was glopping the mask on my face. Not only did it smell like cat vomit but also it felt like cold cat vomit (I only know this from cleaning up cat vomit, FYI)! After the mask, the esthetician rubbed some lotion on my face and I was finished with my first facial. The lotion took forever to settle in, but I tell you, in spite of the craziness, my face felt like a baby’s face the next day.
Overall, I might consider a spa day in the future. However, I maintain, that I am more cat than dog. J
Wednesday, 01 July 2009
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“Don't go changing, to try and please me…”
Last week, during my excursion to New Mexico with L, we listened to two audio books. One was Practical Handbook for the Boyfriend, A: For Every Guy Who Wants to be One/For Every Girl Who Wants to Build One by Felicity Huffman and Patricia Wolff. It was full of things to make us laugh at how ridiculous men and women are in the dating game. For example, the authors donated some time to explain exactly how men should try to dress and the etiquette of farting in a relationship. (It also contained a very um, interesting section on the Birds and the Bees, which we did not listen to in its entirety. We may need filling in on this issue later. Perhaps on our wedding days to our husbands.)
One chapter that I thought was interesting was the part about men wanting to change their significant others. The authors related a story about a man who told his friends that after he married, he was going to have his wife lose weight. Of course, if you know me, then you know my feminist side was outraged. What a jerk! The authors then pointed out that if the potential GF was not all he wanted, then he should move on. While pondering these things, I realized that as a person, I have such shallow feelings. In fact, these feelings are so strong I decided to make a “list” of qualities I wanted in a future mate. I was talking with L about the list before the trip and I felt it didn’t feel right. (I still don’t. Maybe it is because I put things on there like, “Taller and older than me,” “Wears glasses because I do,” “Loves OU or KU” and “No Hobbit Feet.” Yes, I did have some Christian qualities, and I do maintain that if you aren’t pursuing a relationship with Jesus, you probably shouldn’t apply.) I think it is that I am exactly what Huffman and Wolff recommend men should do. And that my friends, is not a good thing. How many people have I passed on because of something superficial, something that could not change? Instead of looking at a potential BF as a “fixer-upper,” I probably should take advice from the Piano Man and say, “I love you just the way you are.”
Tuesday, 30 June 2009
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Easy Going Day
“They say that love can heal the brokenThey say that hope can make you seeThey say that faith can find a SaviorIf you would follow and believewith faith like a child.”
As a friend pointed out today, I did not mention my visit up to her small town in northern Oklahoma. Thus, my apologies are extended to Mrs. K and Miss K.
In spite of my absent mind, I felt I could devote a blog entry to my time there. Mrs. K’s husband works at a small church as the preacher. The majority of the people in the town and the surrounding area support themselves by farming and raising cattle. If you had any doubts, there is a grain elevator across from their house.
During my two and a half hour drive to their house, I was feeling worn-out and nervous. I was worn-out because of the school year and other personal event I recently endured. I was nervous because Miss K is almost two and I am not sure how to entertain with children that small.
By the end of my time there, I was glad I came. It was a much-needed rest to the stress I had felt. I reconnected with a dear friend. We had laughs upon laughs. Miss K and I got along quite splendidly. In fact, and I am sure her mother would agree, I think Miss K felt I was there to be her friend and not her mom’s.
On my drive home, I was able to take with me some examples of simplicity. Miss K, despite her young age has opinions and moods like any other person. However, she is carefree. Did she sit in a corner and worry about her next meal? Nope. She just trusted that Mr. and Mrs. K would have her Abby Cadabby plate filled when it was time. Was she stressed because her day did not go as planned? Nope. She enjoyed the extra playtime or another time to sing her “Easy Going Day” song from Sesame Street. By being around someone so small, I was able to get a clearer picture of who God wants us to be in Him. Ever since then, I cannot get her little voice out of my head singing this song:
Even though it is a children's song, it is an attitude that I want to carry with me, especially into the new school year.
Thanks to the K family for being generous enough to share their home and lives with me for those few days. I truly feel blessed. I was low on hope, faith, and love, and the example you have given your daughter on how to be “easy-going” is amazing. Whenever I feel like I do not have the faith that I need, all I have to hear is Miss K singing her song: “Got no time to worry.” It is true; our time where God has placed us to serve does not allow us to worry. So, if you are feeling blue, just try to have an easy-going day! -
“I saw you last night and got that old feeling…”
“I saw you last night and got that old feeling…”
Hello world of blogging! While catching up on other’s lives through the world of blogging, I realize that my blog is suffering from O.N.- Owner Neglect. My poor blog! I apologize for letting life overwhelm me, causing me to forget the love of writing. Never fear my little blog, I read others and got that old feeling of wanting to write again. I am back!
Since my absence has been one of about six months, I will try to sum things up fast like lightning….
- In February, I had the challenge of a student moving into my classroom. Normally, most teachers would think, “Hey! What is the problem?” Well, I was his third 2nd grade teacher for the year and he was coming back from a suspension when he shoved another student into a wall. That was probably some of the mildest examples of his behavior all year. However, everyone survived and I am back at the same school for another year in 2nd grade. As a friend told me when I shared this experience, “It was baptism by fire.”
- March came and went rather quickly. Not too much eventful happened. I was restarted on Janet Evanovich’s number series. Now I am looking for my own Morelli to call me cupcake.
- April was a rough month. I felt like it rained and rained. I was thinking about getting plans for an ark made. Not only was the weather bad, but then my family experienced a great loss as my grandfather was gathered to heaven. We all still miss him but are thankful that he is HOME now.
- In May, my sister graduated college. Now we are all grown up. In addition, I turned 27. I cannot believe it. I am actually closer to 30 than twenty now. I am having pre-thirty freak-out. I am pretty sure that I spotted a grey hair and that my knee made a funny noise while jogging. However, people still think I am the youngest sister. Maybe next year I will celebrate my 24th birthday. J
- June has led me to see the inside of a car. At the beginning of the month, my sister and I road tripped it through Kansas to see our grandmother. She played golf and I learned to play hand and foot canasta, which is super fun! Anyone ready for a hand?
- This past week in June, Lindsey and I were reliving all our great memories as roommates when we road tripped to New Mexico. (I have some great pictures to post later.) I learned that some people love strangely, there are things called whiffs, men need to realized that reality for men and women is relative, that I need to bathe in sunscreen, and I am open to online dating.
“Once again I seemed to feel that old yearning
And I knew the spark of love was still burning
There'll be no new romance for me
It's foolish to start
For that old, old feeling is still in my heart
Still in my heart
Still in my heart”It is good to be back little blog! J
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