Thursday, November 18, 2010

hunting

It is time again for another season of hunting. My feelings about hunting are mixed. Obviously if there was not a hunting season, we would have a large overpopulation of animals, and what would we eat for thanksgiving? Especially in Wisconsin we have many car accidents involving deer every year, but this number would increase so much if hunting was not allowed. Hunting also worries me. I personally think giving a twelve year old a gun is very dangerous. I have a lot of friends and family that hunt, and I worry that they will run into someone who is not responsible out in the woods and have an accident. There are many hunting accidents every year, some involve a small cut while cleaning the animal. But there have been deaths because of carelessness and horseplay. Most people have heard the story about the young man that were accidentally shot a few years ago by another hunter. An estimated thousand people are shot accidentally every year during hunting season in the United States. Most of these are not fatal, but there are a few deaths recorded every year. I feel that hunting is a great thing and we need it, but it should be controlled. It can be dangerous, I hope that this year every person who decides to hunt thinks very clearly and makes good choices to keep everyone safe including the hunters around them and themselves.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Gardasil vaccines

Many young women in the past few years have been given the Gardasil vaccines. The doctors suggest it to most women ages anywhere from 9 to 26. This vaccine is giving in three separate shots to help prevent againsts four different types of HPV. They also believe that this shot will prevent other reproductive related health problems. In my opionon this is a good thing, but I still have a few concerns. I was not giving much of a choice on the topic, when you are nine or ten years old your parents make your decisions for you. The doctors push this vaccine so hard that the parents feel that it is the best thing for their child. I was not told any of the side effects or possible risks before receiving the shots. Most women experience pain around the injection cite, which is to be expected. (don’t most shots hurt?) But this drug has kept the lawyers busy. There have been multiple deaths and serious illnesses caused by this vaccine. Some woman have experienced blood clots, misscarrages and seizures after receiving the vaccine. I think Gardasil is a good vaccine and should still be distributed. Every drug on the market can cause side effects and death, but what worries me most is the young women receiving it are not fully informed. It also worries me that this is a relativly new drug, and we still do not know the long-term side effects, but yet most of the women of this generation are receiving it.

Sara Beth

Have you ever heard the song “Sara Beth” by Rascal Flatts? Many people have never heard this hidden  track on their “Skin” album. Every time I hear this song a chill runs down my spine and it takes every muscle in my body to hold back the tears. The song takes me back to the day I lost Sara.
It was a cold and rainy day, typical weather for a funeral. I do not think anyone was prepared for what they were about to see. Sara’s entire family was standing at the door. I have never seen a mother with so much emotion crammed into one day. Despite being extremely upset she managed to greet me with a smile. She whispered in my ear, “you know this is the best for her right?” my eyes began to well up with tears, but I was determined to stay strong. We walked past the beautiful display of flowers surrounding pictures of Sara at her best. I heard my brother whisper my name. I looked up and I think that was the first moment I realized all of the people. I have never seen so many people packed into that church. We managed to find a place to sit in the back.
The first reading was beautiful and tear jerking, but I am not able to remember a word of it. My body sat motionless in my seat, but my mind was turning. I flashed back to the first moment I met Sara. She was a free spirited girl on my sister’s volleyball team. She greeted me with a hug and a conversation that made it feel that I had known her forever. There was a moment of haze in my memory and a new memory emerged. It was almost as if my brain fast-forward. I was on stage. It was my middle school Christmas play. I was a newsie. As I shouted out the only line I had, I looked into the crowd. Sara was watching with her big brown eyes and contagious smile. Not only had she came to the show, but she had borrowed me a costume. Sara had a quirky personality and style, which made it easy for her to find the best outfit.
My brother put his arm around me which snapped me back to reality. He was trying to be strong for my mother and I, but it was obvious he was in just as much pain as every other person in the room. It became nearly impossible to hold back the tears as the mass went on. A poem Sara had written was read during the ceremony. It was almost as if she was saying her last goodbye to everyone. This poem was all to familiar. I had heard it before. At that moment my mind flashed again. I do not know how a smile could not have appeared. It was a warm summer night. Yarn and knitting supplies were scattered everywhere. Sara, my sister and I sat cross-legged on my sisters bed, as Sara explained how to knit for the millionth time. After hours of work and laughter I managed to knit a row. The smile must have vanished off my face as my mind began to flash forward, I knew what was next. I was back in the hospital room with Sara. Her mom sat in the chair next to her bed, sipping her coffee. She looked as if she had not slept in weeks, but she would not leave her daughters side. With fear I turned to look at Sara. A smile spread across her face, but I am not sure how she did it. She has tubes and wires attached everywhere. A bald doctor walked in and began to talk with her. Sara had a very energetic tone as she joked with her doctor. She told him her hair would be back before his was.
I snapped back to reality just in time. Every person was given the chance to touch the casket and say there last goodbye. Surprising from where we managed to find a seat, I had a great view. It was very difficult to watch Sara’s close friends and family say their last words to her.
After I said my goodbye I slumped down in my seat, this day was much more difficult than I was expecting. I wiped away a few tears and looked up. At this moment my entire life changed. There was a sweet innocent little girl looking up at Sara’s casket. Her mother was standing next to her holding her hand. The worry in the mother’s face was very alarming. She was given the difficult task of explaining to her daughter why she will never see her friend Sara again. This young girl, she could not have been most than three years old had the same bright eyes, contagious smile, and bald head Sara had.
            The moment I saw that young girl will stay with me forever. The young girls presence alone reminded me of Sara. When I hear the song Sara beth, I not only think of Sara and the many great memories of her, but I also think of the young girl at her funeral and how Sara’s love lives on in all that knew her. At the funeral that day I did not even know that girl’s name. Little did I know that young girl was going to be one of the most influential people in my life.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Millions of Mileys

I had much more difficulty trying to decide on a blog topic for today. I looked through many articles and besides the elections, I found a lot of articles relating to famous people doing stupid things. It seems that Paris Hilton, Lil Wayne, and Miley Cyrus are all this world has to talk about anymore. In my opinion I would rather sit in a dark room with no electricity or heat than watch miley Cryus music videos anymore. Miley has thousands of very young fans and it makes me sick to thinks all of these young girls think they should be like her. Can you imagine what our world would be like if we had just ten more Miley’s, let alone thousands. In all honesty, I would rather have a thousand Miley’s in our world than a thousand Paris Hiltons. Paris is not as much of a role model for youngsters, but she seems to attract a lot of television attention with her fake appearance and blonde personality. Her entire life is in the news, but I am still trying to understand why people care. It seems like another interest of our world is whether or not Lil Wayne is in jail or not. He is constantly back and forth with drugs and other issues. I feel that these people are bad examples for the children of our world. I also do not understand why we give them the attention they get. If the paparazzi and the film crews were not around as much they might be able to live a little more normal life, and leave the rest of us alone.