This is not directly related to baseball but it deals with real human problems. This past Friday I had a 18 year old young lady come to talk to me. What she had to say just tore at my heart.
This young lady is what I consider as "street smart". She dropped out of school and has returned to finish with a GED. I thought that her course was set and that she would be able to move on to brighter days.I found that I was dead wrong.
I live in a white collar town and commute to work in a town that is well below the poverty level. We now have a small juco that is helping to provide some direction for a few students but it is not reaching enough in my opinion.
This particular person comes into the fitness center almost on a daily basis and regularly stops by my office to ask for help with a exercise program and then she goes to her class on campus to work on her GED.
This particular day she seemed to be a bit distressed when she came to talk so I had her have a seat and just began to discuss how she was doing in school. She initially said that she had been accepted into the school after she had completed her GED but that was the only bright spot her day.
She began to open up about her home life and the situation that she was in currently. She told me how her mother was using her paycheck to go to the casino instead of paying for living expenses. As an end result they had just been moved into a temporary shelter.
It was at this point that she literally broke down and cried. She told me that she had been offered hard drugs from a family member and how she had asked for God's intervention and luckily was able to avoid the temptation that she would have accepted otherwise.
We discussed options that she may possibly have but the ones that would implicate her mother were a bitter pill for her to consider.We also discussed the fact that this would a hellish time in her life if she was going to break the cycle that she was living in among other things. This includes her choice of friends and raising her level of awareness of how she makes her daily decisions.
I hate to say this but I had to tell her that I considered this as a form of abuse due to her being manipulated throughout her life.
This is just a little of her story but it can be attached to many of the kids in this community and needless to say anywhere else in the country.
I am going to try and implement and small writing project and attempt to reach a little deeper into the community and maybe find a way to help the kids develop ways to cope with their daily grind of what I consider an abysmal way of life.
I intend to have a cookout of hot dogs or burgers outside of my facility three times a week that will require those that attend a specified amount of time to write in their own notebooks about how they look at life in general. From there I think that we can begin to channel thoughts about what their dreams or goals may be. This might serve as a springboard to developing a direction or purpose for some hopefully. Hopefully over time they will be able to openly discuss their feelings but initially I think that it will help them to least consider options.
The only thing that I know for sure is the fact that we have to find a way to stimulate more positive occurences to begin to break this dismal way of life.
I would love to hear any and all ideas about how to bridge over into the community effectively.I am digging through all the resources that I have available to me and that includes the HSBBW. My pockets are not deep so I dig and scratch anywhere and everywhere for ideas.
Thanks ahead of time and appreciate your reading this.
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