SOMETHING TO HANG YOUR HAT ON-Education by Ian Hadi
Debbie takes our son, Hogan, to school every morning. About an hour later-upon her return-you can take it to the bank she's got some story about some wild thing she saw some nut do with their child in the car on the way to school. So when I read this today, I knew it had to be done.
In our city, every day I see parents in a hurry to drop their children off at school. If they would leave their homes five minutes earlier, they wouldn't have to rush and break rules or annoy other drivers.
My worst anger is reserved for parents running red lights. They put not only themselves and their children at risk, but also everyone else on the road.
My question is why do the parents take their children to school to get educated when they're instructing their own children, right then and there, to break the law?
Whatever we do has long term consequences; if we can't control ourselves in such basic discipline as obeying the law even if law enforcement isn't present, how do we behave when totally alone?
Don't you think SOMEONE is watching?
And that's something to hang your hat on.
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