In Oklahoma, the only stressor from this list I've ever experienced or know someone who has experienced is natural disaster. And that natural disaster would be a tornado! When I was younger I wanted to be a storm chaser. I always enjoyed watching the weather to see where the tornado was and how long until it got to us. I can remember we were coming back from a baseball game one night and we seen a tornado on the horizon, we drove really fast to get home. We didn't have a cellar, but we owned a dairy farm and we would go to the milk barn when it was about to tornado because it was made of cement. I never experienced one that took away our house or anything near us, but they were always around us. Now that I am an adult and have children of my own, I'm scared to death of tornados! When I was little I was enthused by them, because I wanted adventure. Now that I see the true toll they can have on families, I fear them. A couple years ago on new years eve, a family that lived near us died from a tornado and guess where they were at when it hit? The milk barn! That really set deep with me because the place we always went when there was a tornado, really isnt the safest place! Maybe it was the safest place we had, but it wasnt safe at all! This was definitly a shock. Since then, my mom and dad have got a cellar, but where I live, we don't have one! When there is a threat of a tornado now, I go to my moms. A tornado is not something to play around with and now I have realized that in my adulthood.
I looked up War and Education because I was very curious how children got educated in countries that were having wars. They divided "the country into three areas: evacuation (people living in urban districts where heavy bombing raids could be expected); neutral (areas that would neither send nor take evacuees) and reception (rural areas where evacuees would be sent)." All the teachers and children were expected to move to rural areas to learn. This is something that is very hard to grasp. I've never been close to war or know anyone close to war and it's hard to think that children arent getting educated. I can understand now why so many children are up for adoption in these areas. The parents are killed and poverty stricken. This is a such a sad issue.
http://www.spartacus.schoolnet.co.uk/2WWeducationC.htm
Hello Shanda:
ReplyDeleteAs I read your post, I felt that I was running in an open field, chasing the wind. What a beautiful experience to grow in such an open field, fee to run and play. However, as you've mentioned tornados are scary and deadly at times. I live in Los Angeles, earthquakes are part of our lives. We conduct regular earthquake drills, and how we demonstrate to young children the concept of shaking, is by making/observing the wobbling and wiggling of jello. They love it and enjoy it, and at the same time form an idea of what shaking is.
In the second part you've posted war/education and children. I grew up in the war, and did not attend full 10 months to school because of shooting and violence. I only went to school when it was safe to go outside. The more I was held back, the more I wanted to go to school. I was eager to learn and grow. War is a devestating experience for any child.
Marijan K. :)
Hi Shanda,
ReplyDeleteI can relate to what you are saying because I live in the south and we have a lot of hurricanes and tornadoes.The last one we had was the after math from Katrina. Of course it was nothing like the people who live in New Orleans.There was a very big tree in my back yard that covered the whole entire yard. Pears were everywhere all the time and the sun never shined back there. After the storm was over and we were at all looking at the destruction, that tree had been pulled up from the root and fell in the other direction from my home. Had it fell on our home we would have surely been injured or worse. Whenever you go through this type of situation it always reminds you what is really important in your life. Things are always something you can replace, but you can never replace a love one. Thank you for your post.
Kathleen Thompson