Honestly?

I was recently reading an article in Time Magazine, about testing teachers randomly for drug use. It made some very good points about the topic, which I realize is the job of the journalist but I would like to talk about it a bit.

Money is always an issue in today's world, and 37,000 dollars is a good chunk of change. But a question you have to ask is: Is it worth it to protect your kids? Some people would say no, who obviously don't have kids, or use drugs themselves. These teachers are huge influences on your kids. Let's make a conservative estimate. Say each teacher in America comes into contact with with 25 kids a day. Four percent of all teachers in the U.S. reported using drugs. Now there are a lot of teachers in the U.S. and multiply that by twenty-five and you have a lot of kids who have potentially learned more than the curriculum intended.

Is it worth it to spend 37,000 dollars to reduce that number? Hell yea it is! But, maybe random isn't the best way to go about it. Maybe we should give full discretion to principals to drug test any teacher that they might think has been indulging. This was suggested in the article but only with probable cause. Why just that? Let the teachers sweat thinking that their boss might tell them at any minute to go to the bathroom, the psychological factor seems to be more effective than just random.

I fear money, as usual will drive this endeavor into the ground. It's a shame we have to put a price tag on our kids and ultimately our FUTURE because of our own greed. Just add it to the list of things wrong with the world, and prepare for your demise.

Taking the ACT's

Now I know it isn't outdoorsy but taking the ACT's was a pretty big deal for me. I got there this morning promptly at eight o'clock with my five pencils, my TI-83 calculator, and my admission ticket. Normally I would be super nervous at this point, but last night I worked for four hours, and only got six hours of sleep. I was not in the mood to be there. I knew that if I got a good score on the test it could insure my admission in to the college of my choice. but for the life of me I just could not shake the crabby mood I was in. They came down the stairs to collect us and take us to our designated testing rooms. All I could think was, "Oh great, a royal waste of my life." When I got into the room and sat down I immediately felt better, that's all I need was to get off my feet. I was ready to take the single most important test of my life.

Overall I think that I did pretty good on the test. There were a few questions that I struggled on but the test is meant to make you struggle a little. I'm cautiously optimistic about my results. I can't wait to see what I got on it. College here I come!