Adolescence By Day: June 2008

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First off I'd just like to say I'm not much of a writer, but after I got the email below, i felt like i needed to say something. Being a forward, this email was sent to me by four different people. I really don't blame them to be honest, most of them probably just thought, "Well, this email means abortions are wrong." Most don't realize how disturbing it can be. I don't claim to be "pro-life" or "pro-choice", but it really upsets me to see how this scenario was showed (or wasn't showed). First of all, they don't give any details from the mother's point of view. How did she GET pregnant? How old is she? What is her situation? The email doesn't bother to cover any of these questions. Second off, this email is supposedly from the baby's point of view. A baby is not able to thinking these thoughts, and they use them to make you feel guilty. Last but not least, at the end it says if you don't forward this, "it will show how cold hearted you are." Cold hearted? They want to talk cold hearted? They mock this situation by not giving all sides! Again, I'd like to say I don't consider myself "pro-life" or "pro-choice", but this email is upsetting to anyone who supports either opinion because of the way it's portrayed.

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Month One
Hi Mommy! I am only 3/4 of an inch long but I have all my organs. I love the sound of your voice. Every time I hear it I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your heart beat is my favorite lullaby.
Month Two
Mommy today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you could see me you could definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though. It's so nice and warm in here.
Month Three
You know what Mommy I'm a boy!! I hope that makes you happy. I always want you to be happy. I don't like it when you cry. You sound so sad. It makes me sad too and I cry with you even though you can't hear me.
Month Four
Mommy my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine but I will have a lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it too.
Month Five
You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He said that I'm not a baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion?
Month Six
I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless. Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it? It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy! HELP me!
Month Seven
Mommy I am okay. I am in Jesus's arms. He is holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't you want me Mommy? Every Abortion Is Just . . .One more heart that was stopped. Two more eyes that will never see. Two more hands that will never touch. Two more legs that will never run. One more mouth that will never speak. If you're against Abortion forward this to all your friends!
[If you don't, no one will come and kill you but it will show how cold hearted you are.]
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And I'm feelin' good.

I've been gone for a long time. What's up with me?

  • I GRADUATED. Well, only eighth grade. It's still a big deal though...Next stop, high school.
  • I'm headed to Minnesota in thirteen days.
  • My mum has told me that it's almost official that we're going to the Democratic National Convention...with press passes.
  • I've grown up a lot, in my opinion.

I haven't had much blogging inspiration in the past weeks, but it's summer now and there's nothing to do but get mad at all sorts of heinous news items. I'm definitely going to exercise my writing skills...maybe I'll get better just in time for English 9 Honors.

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