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{March 24, 2011}   What would YOU do?

Who else is a fan of the show, “What would you do?”  If you’ve never heard of it, it’s a hidden camera show where people are put in controversial types of situations and they see what people would do in that situation. I’m a fan of this show because I am always happy when I see someone stand up and do the right thing. Sometimes I feel like there are no good, brave people in this world left so it gives me hope when I can see that there ARE some out there.

In honor of that show, I decided to look for some What would you do type questions and answer them. Some are silly and for fun and some are more serious. You are welcome to copy the questions and do them yourself on your own blog if you want to. I would say you could also do them in the comments but it will be a long comment….feel free to post and answer the questions wherever you wish, just link back to me, please! : )

You won the lottery: I guess it would depend on the amount of the lottery but one of the first things I would definitely do would be to get lap band surgery….I know that’s probably selfish but it’s something I have wanted for awhile now and can’t afford…..I would then offer to help my family, such as my grandma, with any bills they need paid off and I would see about buying a house for me and my husband…it doesn’t have to be a mansion but I would like a nice house with at least a few bedrooms for future kids…I would try to help my friends in any way I could and at this moment in time, offer to help my niece with her upcoming well as pay for all my family to be there and fly back for Christmas
You got invited to be on a reality TV show: If it was one I wasn’t interested in, I would decline….it would depend on which one…
You caught a friend stealing from you: I would feel betrayed and question them as to why they felt they needed to steal instead of asking to borrow….if it’s something not too expensive, I think I would be able to talk it out and deal with it…if it was something really valuable or worth a lot more, then it might cause a rift between us but if it’s one of my best friend’s, I think I will still end up forgiving them….if it’s a friend that is more like an acquaintance, then it would be a deal breaker…
You witnessed a murder: I would go to the police and tell them everything I knew…no matter who did the murder…If someone is murdered, their family has the right to know….if I witnessed someone murdering someone I loved, I would have to fight myself from hurting them back
A random stranger offered you candy: Uh…I would either say No thank you or take it and throw it away later….lol
MySpace and Facebook closed: MySpace? wouldn’t bother me too much…Facebook would hurt a lot because that’s the way a lot of my friends who don’t have a WP can read my blog!
A genie granted you one wish: Right now I wish that ALL my nieces and nephews could live close to me
You lost your favorite possession: It would be hard to lose a desktop computer but if i somehow did, I would cry….
You found 10 dollars on the ground: If it’s outside in the middle of nowhere, I would pocket it….if it’s in a store or something, I would turn it into the office cause even though it’s just 10 dollars, it could be all a family has to survive on
Your date throws up on you: Well…since I am married, that would be my husband!….I would be grossed out, possibly get sick myself….change clothes and try to clean it up but there are worse things and I love him so i would forgive him
Someone cut off a chunk of your hair: AAAHHHH! It better be the split ends then! LOL…I would scream and freak out and be very upset! I would want to cut a chunk of theirs off as well!
Your favorite celebrity comes to visit you: I would faint….and then I would freak out cause I would probably be in my nightgown with my hair a mess, cause that’s the way life works!
You were stranded on an island with nothing but the ability to make one phone call: Could I do a 3 way call? LOL…..Well…I would want OFF the island, right? So I would try to call 911 or police or something and see if they could TRACE the call, see exactly where I was located and send help!

What would you do if you saw someone being bullied? I would try to stick up for them if I could because I personally have been where they’ve been and I know what it felt like to be bullied in front of many other people who just sat there and did nothing….Some of the people being teachers which is just shameful to me…How can you live with yourself if you knew that your lack of actions could possibly cause someone to commit suicide?

This last question was one that the show, “What would you do?” constantly uses in different ways. They will show people getting bullied because of their weight, their looks, their race, etc. and see if anyone steps in. Every time I see someone step up and stand up for them, it brings tears to my eyes. I look back on the years when I was bullied and wonder if things would have been different if anyone, even one person, had stood up for me. To me, people that stand up against bullies are angels in disguise. I never had an angel stand up for me so in the future, I want to be someone else’s angel if I am put in a situation where I can be. I don’t want a person to endure what I was forced to go through and I intend to teach my future kids to stand up against bullies as well.

Standing up against bullying is a major thing for me and this is probably NOT the last time I will bring it up in a post. I would love to know what are YOUR thoughts on bullying and would YOU stick up for someone who was being bullied? If you have kids, do you try to teach them how wrong bullying is?

What would YOU do if you knew your child was being bullied? What would YOU do if your child was the one who was the bully?

These questions make you think, don’t they?

{February 13, 2010}   A high school outsider

This is a poem I came up with that shows a little of what I felt in high school.

So this is high school, what all the kids talk about,

This is where they say I’ll have the best moments of my life,

Apparently, my future will be tragic,

Cause all high school has brought me is sorrow and strife.

Halfway through the year, I make one good friend,

Thank God for her or I’d be lost,

I dread the days when we have different lunches,

I’d rather not eat at all than sit all alone in that hall,

Full of the cliques always laughing and staring,

My stomach feels all jumbled up and tossed.

I wonder what they would feel like if they knew what it was like to be me,

Made fun of, laughed at, threatened day by day,

It’s not that it’s all in secret, it’s in front of all their eyes,

I guess they just don’t care or are afraid to speak up,

What they don’t understand is they’re not that different from me.

I listen to the same music, like the same shows,

Obsess over the same guys as they do,

I wish to dress like all the stars, but clothes are expensive and hard to find in my size,

I have beautiful curly hair but it’s so kinky, it’s an afro,

And these glasses don’t do much for my reputation in your eyes.

Most of all aren’t so bad, you just completely ignore me,

At least you’re not like some of the guys, they just seem out to destroy me.

They do it in the worst way you could possibly hurt me,

They sling words like massive stones, humiliate and revert me

Back into something I’ve tried so long not to be,

That little girl afraid to be herself, she longs to break free,

But I sit in this shell, not quite sure how I got here,

Wasn’t I hatched long ago?, How did the pieces get put back here?!

Instead of exiting the shell, I feel it closing in on me,

Every time I poke my head out, there’s always YOU looking down at me,

Telling me I’m not good enough, I’m ugly, I’m fat,

No one will ever love you, Stay just where you’re at,

I don’t care what’s inside you, longing to get out,

Your outer exterior is all I care about.

So I stayed home, crying, all alone in my room,

I refused to go to that prison that you call school,

What do I learn there, anyway? Except how to hate,

There’s only so much a poor girl can take.

(Just wrote this, first poem I have written in a LONG time, I know it’s rough….But everything in this poem is how I felt back then and I still remember it very vividly. I got kicked out of high school for missing too many days, the teachers were told it was migraines, but it wasn’t. I was picked on mercilessly, by one boy, in particular, more than others and everyone said to just ignore it….It went on right in front of everyone’s eyes and no one did anything about it because his parents were on the school board. I was told to just ignore it and I tried very hard, but the more I tried to ignore it, the more he would put his face right up next to mine and yell at me, call me horrible names, and threaten to kill me…..even in front of teachers and the teachers can say they didn’t see it, but they know they did. One time, I even hit him hard on the head in class with our textbook, teacher saw that to, and I didn’t get in trouble…..he deserved it…but he kept doing it. People saw me crying and no one came to my rescue….not sure why. I just know that before I came here to Lufkin, I was very outgoing, had a nice group of friends, stuck up for myself and others and after high school, I was left very reclusive and it took a long time for me to come out of my shell and I still have some damage from this. I hate wearing glasses cause it makes me relive my past….I hate being fat cause it brings back memories…..

I just wanted to share this with everyone and please teach your kids to be nice to others and if you see another kid being picked on, even just a nice word their way will help.

There’s a song by a Christian group called Superchick that everyone should listen to….I cried the first time I heard it and still do now…I can so relate…here are the lyrics:

HERO By: Superchick
No one sits with him, he doesn’t fit in,
But we feel like we do when we make fun of him,
‘Cause you want to belong, do you go along?
‘Cause his pain is the price paid for you to belong
It’s not like you hate him or want him to die,
But maybe he goes home and thinks suicide,
Or he comes back to school with a gun at his side,
Any kindness from you might have saved his life…

TAG: Heroes are made when you make a choice…
You could be a hero,
Heroes do what’s right,
You could be a hero,
You might save a life,
You could be a hero, you could join the fight,
For what’s right, for what’s right, for what’s right…

No one talks to her, she feels so alone,
She’s in too much pain to survive on her own,
The hurt she can’t handle overflows to a knife,
She writes on her arm, wants to give up her life,
Each day she goes on is a day that she is brave,
Fighting the lie that giving up is the way,
Each moment of courage her own life she saves,
When she throws the pills out, a hero is made…


No one talks to him about how he lives,
He thinks that the choices he makes are just his,
Doesn’t know he’s a leader with the way he behaves,
And others will follow the choices he’s made,
He lives on the edge, he’s old enough to decide,
His brother who wants to be him is just nine,
He can do what he wants because it’s his right,
The choices he makes change a nine-year-old’s life…


Little Mikey-Dee was the one in class
Who everyday got brutally harassed
This went on for years
Till he decided that never again would he shed another tear
So he walked through the door
And grabbed the .44 out of his father’s dresser drawer
He said ‘I can’t take life no more’
And like that a life can be lost
But this ain’t even about that
All of us just sat back and watched it happen
Thinking its not our responsibility
To solve a problem that isn’t even about me
This is our problem.
This is just one of the daily scenarios
In which we choose to close our eyes
Instead of doing the right thing
If we make a choice and be the voice
For those who won’t speak up for themselves
How many lives would be saved, changed, rearranged?
Now it’s our time to pick a side.
So don’t keep walking by not wanting to intervene,
Cause you just want to exist and never be seen.
So lets wake up, change the world
Our time is now.

You could be a hero – (Our time is now) heroes do what’s right
You could be a hero – (Our time is now) you might save a life
You could be a hero – (Our time is now) you could join the fight
For what’s right, for what’s ri-ight…

et cetera
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