Football

Well, our first flag football game was... interesting. It was last Sunday at 7. We lost. 16-0. But it was fun, and that's all that counts. I ran into Chas and bruised me ankle and sprained his wrist. But he's ok. Over all, I'm having a great time. My roommate is a little trying at times, but we usually get along just fine. I have some homework to do, like English, History, Science... all of my classes, actually. I have a paper due for English next Wednesday, a History test Thursday, a Science test Friday, and a scene due Monday. Lots of fun. But I'm making it. This is a really cool poem I got from Mark called New School Prayer.

Now I sit me down in school
Where praying is against the rule
For this great nation under God
Finds mention of Him very odd.

If Scripture now the class recites,
It violates the Bill of Rights.
And anytime my head I bow
Becomes a Federal matter now.

Our hair can be purple, orange or green,
That’s no offense; it’s a freedom scene.
The law is specific, the law is precise.
Prayers spoken aloud are a serious vice.

For praying in a public hail
Might offend someone with no faith at all.
In silence alone we must meditate,
God’s name is prohibited by the state.

We’re allowed to cuss and dress like freaks,
And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks.
They’ve outlawed guns, but FIRST the Bible.
To quote the Good Book makes me liable.

We can elect a pregnant Senior Queen,
And the 'unwed daddy,' our Senior King.
It’s "inappropriate" to teach right from wrong,
We’re taught that such "judgments" do not belong.

We can get our condoms and birth controls,
Study witchcraft, vampires and totem poles.
But the Ten Commandments are not allowed,
No word of God must reach this crowd.

It’s scary here I must confess,
When chaos reigns the school’s a mess.
So, Lord, this silent plea I make:
Should I be shot; my soul please take!
Amen.

Well, love and hugs to all!