Alright, you know what? I am shredding my earlier claims of not posting any more in this thread, because I am seriously pissed off. As I had feared, this got personal really fast.
I have not been fed with a silver spoon ever in my life. I worked my ass off to get where I am. I never backed down, I never retreated. Let me tell you a few things about me.
1) I am a genius. I am not trying to be arrogant, but I am distinctly above average intelligence. Public school systems go by at an incredibly slow pace, even with the higher levelled courses. It's not like the public school system is a perfect mold for me.
2) I was raised for the first 15 years of my life in a little rat hole called Pink Mountain. Look for it in a Canadian atlas. You will see my home (Brady Ranch) listed as a historical location. For 2 years of that time, I moved to different cities to go to a real school when my sister was in high school. (Pink Mountain had a 1 room school ranging from grades K - 9). For the first year, everything was great. I left my only friend back in Pink Mountain, but I made new ones. The next year wasn't so great. I was forced to move to a different town yet again, and being a shy person, I didn't have the strength left to make new friends. I shunned the people around me, and I spent a year in complete misery. That was 4th grade.
3) For grades 5 - 8, I was forced to work on them through homeschooling, as the population of Pink Mountain was no longer big enough to support a school, not even a 1 room one. Grades 5, 6, and 7 went by ok, but grade 8 took me 2 years to finish. I was alone in the world with myself and my parents. I was rapidly losing all motivation and desire to live. My Mom recognized that, and sent me to Taber (Where Taber corn comes from), to finish up my school.
4) Grade 9 was spent living with my youngest sister who had recently married, and was living in Taber. However, we didn't get along, and I spent every day of that year fighting with her. She is an intolerable person to be around for an extended period, and I would always get in trouble for eating food in the house, even though I had no money or food of my own. My solution was to simply not eat. I survived that year pretty much on milk and rationed supplies of whatever my Mom would send me in the mail, as she didn't check the fluid levels in the milk containers. That year also marked the worst grades in my life, and I had even more social problems than in 4th grade, as I had been completely out of contact with people for the last 5 years.
5) For Grade 10, I came back to Pink Mountain. I couldn't handle things anymore, and didn't even bother touching my school books for that year. I grew increasingly suicidal, and my Mom gave me one last chance at freedom. I was sent back to Taber again to live with my oldest sister. We actually got along quite well, and only had one or two minor spats in the entire time I was there, which was 3 years for grades 10 - 12. My social relations grew steadily better, as I met a girl who changed my life. I met her on my first day of class, and I knew I wanted her right then. I spent the next 3 years trying to improve myself enough to be worthy of her. Ultimately, my shyness took hold, and after graduation, she left my life forever.
6) In grade 10 or 11, (I forget which), there was a shooting at my high school. (WR Myers High School), but I was not involved. However, a guy I knew was killed, and a few of my closer friends were shot at. It didn't bother me in the slightest then, and it doesn't bother me now. However, your attitude concerning it bothers me greatly, which is why I am bringing this up.
7) When I graduated high school, I was the nice age of 19 years old. The month after graduation, I turned 20.
That was my school life. I never once asked for any kind of special education. I endured it all, and I am a stronger person for doing so.
I may not be any better than the "jocks who get shot up at school shootings", but what the hell does that mean? I certainly don't empathize with freaking psychos who feel that they need to shoot people because they gave them a hard time. Where the hell is your compassion for your fellow man, and your maturity when you are sympathising with murderers? I even mentioned earlier in this thread that I was in a school with a school shooting. Where was your great sense of maturity when discussing how righteous the shooters were in such incidents, as of course, they were "victims of society".
Do I care about other people? Maybe. I am really not sure. I do know that actions speak louder than words though, and I don't see you doing anything short of blaming the victims of the shootings for making fun of the guy who shot them.
Being born disadvantaged is your own responsibility to fix. Not everyone is going to graduate high school, and if they did, it would be meaningless. A high school diploma means many things.
1) You are capable of dealing with massive amounts of stress.
2) Your common sense and problem solving ability is good enough for most non-professional jobs.
3) You are able to function normally as a part of a larger group.
If you don't have one of those 3 things, you aren't meant to graduate. Special classes takes some of the meaning away from the diploma. Not having a high school diploma doesn't mean that your life is over, it just restricts the number of occupations you may choose from. Not everyone is suited to a professional job of any sort, so I really don't see the problem with that. You don't need a diploma to flip burgers at McDonalds. You do need a diploma to have a management position of some kind. You need a degree to design aircraft carriers.
Are you understanding me yet?
Topic: This is why school shootings happen (Read 44909 times)
