Anyone non-religious here? Please be nice!

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The problem is going to the school board in many areas doesn't help, as that is exactly what some school boards want the kids taught.

Some people can't get it through their heads that you cannot have religious freedom without a full separation of church and state.

Tell the kid to do what I did as a student. Respond to that kind of clap-trap with something like 'yeah, Zeus is amazing, isn't he?'
 
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Yes that is weird! Glad she moving on and away from that teacher. It is a gorgeous day today here in Reno. I think I'll go bask in the Earth Mother's wonders!
 
Been there done that!

Eventually got called in for a parent teacher conference so the teacher could inform me that my daughter didn't believe in god. I smiled and said of course not. The teacher was flummoxed. I very gently and kindly reiterated the bit about how much healthier it is for all of the children if they are encouraged to leave their religions at home so that all religions can be accepted and feel comfortable. For the teacher that was fine as long as the religions were ones she was OK with and certainly not any that don't include a monotheistic god!
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I was very christian about it.
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I didn't complain and I did not try to get her to agree with me or even to agree that religion needed to stay out of it. I just reminded her that it was a public school and then went on to discuss my daughter's academic issues. As I left, I turned around and told her that I was well versed in most of the world's religions so if she needed help understanding some one's belief system she could feel free to use me as a resource. (I already knew the school had just gotten their first Mormon family and everyone was all abuzz about it.)
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I don't think they mean any harm. Usually their world view is simply so truncated that the fact that this could even be offensive doesn't even cross their empty little minds. Be kind - ignorance is fixable but stupidity is forever.
 
Reading this thread brings back memories of me and my brother growing up. We weren't raised like other kids. We grew up in the military, and our mother was born and raised in Morocco. Her mother ( grandmother ) was from Austria, and was in a concentration camp. Now, neither my mother, or my grandmother ever spoke of what religion they were raised. Our grandmother was more so secretive than our mother was. We do know that our mother went to some type of parochial school in Morocco, and something happened to her there that made her absolutely hate any type of religion. She never explained why, and always left it up to us to make our own decisions. I respect her for that. She always made sure we understood each any every one of the different religions for what they were when we asked.

Now the schools in our state at a hard time accomodating us. We were further ahead in our studies than kids our age, and they weren't equipped to handle us appropiately. I remember one year they suggested putting us in a catholic school of some sort who was better equipped for us. My mother blew her stack. She fought the school board tooth and nail making sure they not only accomodated us, but did so in a manner that went above and beyond what I think most would do today. She didn't make any friends that's for sure.

Later on, our fathers side of them family went to a christian scientist church. Our grandmother from that side really wanted me and my brother to attend. So one day, he finally agreed to take us, but said I'm not apologizing for them later.
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First thing we noticed was this beautiful church. I was amazed at it's architecture, and asked many questions. When it came time for the service, they funneled all us kids into this basement. My brother and I didn't understand why we had to sit in the basement and not in the actual church, so we asked more questions. At this point, the sunday school teacher was starting to get annoyed with us. So then, we move on to the bible teachings. Well, this poor sunday school teacher about blew her stack at me and my brother. We asked so many questions, and were constantly raising our hands asking more questions. I don't remember which one of us actually asked her, How do you know this bible is real? How do you know it's accurate? We thought it was a legitimate question, but the teacher then escorted us up the stairs, and outside to the steps. We had to wait for our father there.

We thought our dad was going to kill us as we waited for him on the steps. We were kind of confused, but more worried about getting in trouble with him.
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Well, he came out, and we didn't say a word. Finally after staring at us for a few minutes, he said, " Well, Good, we don't have to come back." He just shook his head laughing. We did ask what we did wrong, and we were sorry. He wasn't upset though. He told us we did what most kids like us would. We asked for explanations, and not everyone has them. Somethings are left for us to figure out on our own.

I guess what I believe today isn't really important, but I'm glad we were raised in a way that left us to believe what we want to believe. We were also raised to respect others for what they believe whether we personally believe them or not. I do get annoyed when someone approaches me in a parking lot with a book or a flyer claiming to save my soul. I don't need saving. I'm just fine the way I am. I still don't like strangers coming on my property asking what I believe or don't believe, and they will pray for my soul. So be it I say, but please don't come back.

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He is still with us. In fact our grandmother from that side is also still with us.
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Our grandmother wasn't mad at us either. I swear I saw her laugh on a couple occasions about it. "The incident in the church" as it is now referred to has been mentioned a few times over the years. Our Dad mentioned the sunday school teacher talking to him about us, and we weren't welcome back. I wish I was a fly on the wall for that conversation.
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I'm sure he hasn't told us the whole story, but what he told us that day made more sense then anything anyone else could have said. Some questions can't be answered. It's up to us to figure them out. I personally don't think there is a right or wrong answer. We all interpret them differently.

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You were a bright child, Blue Moon. I did not start questioning until I was much older and then I thought something was wrong with me. It sounds as if you have a wonderful, supportive family.
 
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