Every year several of my former students get pregnant
sometime in their high school experience. This always makes my heart sad. I am
sad for their lost childhood and for their lost innocence. But I am mostly sad
for the child that will be brought into this world with a parent (hopefully,
but rarely, two parents) who may or may not be old enough to drive.
I am always
frustrated with this development. It is one thing to make your own decisions as
a person. Sleeping around comes with its own consequences for your body and
spirit. It is the involvement of another human life in the mix that bothers me
so much. That baby does not have a choice. And one careless moment can impact
the life of that kid forever. It is not fair.
Now more than ever, I feel that it is not fair. These kids
and these people can just pop out more children than they want or can care for.
But I can’t. I have to submit piles of paperwork and have someone
evaluate whether or not I am a good parent. And, on top of all of this, I will
have to pay to get a child.
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