Clarification

There was another post on our discussion board. Ebonics is not recognized as a language. It is just not corrected in schools. students can speak in Ebonics, but not do assignments or papers using Ebonics.



But that brings me back to helping the students that are in our trust. Shouldn't the schools be preparing their students for the real world. Ebonics will certainly not get you a high paying job. It will allow you to ask if people want fries with their order.



So here is my rant, call it what you will. I don't really care, because it's my blog.



We went to the homecoming football game at the high school that hubby went to. The joke was that the team had already won their one game for the season, so there was no pressure to win homecoming. Being from Texas, high school football is fierce. It is the one thing that drives the social, economic, and political lives of many small towns. And the bigger the school, the bigger the pressure to win and win big.



The crowd was huge and the people were rude. Where did the common decency and courtesy go in our society? If you bump in to someone, say excuse me. It was an accident. There was none of that. Cutting in line, specially in the bathrooms, was horrible. And as nasty as they were, I didn't bother to go.

We had to park in the front of the school, which is behind the football stadium. And of course nothing was labeled. There was no signage that told us where to go. at one point we found where the gate was open. And then some man fussed at us that we needed to go around. Here we are with our three children and he thinks we're trying to sneak in? For those of you who know our children, sneaking is not possible.

Then we get fussed at by another man who tells us we're going the wrong way. There was also a group of black teenagers that were ahead of us. They were trying to find their way to the game, too. He accused them of jumping the fence. I said no, actually they came from the gate we just came from. They were as lost as we were. He finally led us to another gate and unlocked it for us. Then he fussed again about people not going where they were supposed to. I made a point that this was the very first time I had ever been to this school. If he wanted us going the right way, there should have been someone directing us or they needed to put up signs. Kiss mine is what I felt like saying.

The crowd was like every other crowd at any high school game I had ever been to. The woman next to me reminded me of my mother. She was very vocal to say the least, but didn't use bad language. When the cheerleaders were throwing small footballs, she even gave us three, one for each child. That was nice.

The teenage girls need to put some clothes on. The friends we went with made a comment about that being the style. My comment was that my daughters wouldn't go out in public unless they put some clothes on. I would rather be remembered for my brain and my accomplishments than how short my skirt was, and how much I showed when I bent over. Life today is so crazy.

When the crown thinned out a little later, it seemed most of the rudeness had gone as well. Maybe it's too many people in too small a space. But it did get better and our team won. Two in a row. It's a banner year.