I'm in a magazine mood. I love flipping through the pages, noting interesting products, admiring photos, and storing facts from articles. Perhaps it is divine intervention, but I forget about the desired products as soon as the pages are closed. I can never decide which appeal to me more...the rich ads with fresh-faced models and flashy colors, or the classic black and white ads that are so timeless and elegant. I don't know why I'm talking about magazines. I just finished a response in regards to special education rights within school systems, so perhaps I'm trying to wipe all traces of critical thinking with brainless conversation.
The heaviest part of the article dealt with a child who was born in the U.S. to illegal immigrants. Due to her place of birth, the girl is a citizen, but does not receive many benefits because her parents go to great lengths to avoid being detected. The girl does not speak English, but it is suspected that she has a learning disability. The schools are reluctant to evaluate her and tell her parents to see a doctor instead. They won't visit a doctor for obvious reasons, so the whole thing is a vicious cycle. Perhaps the school system should evaluate the girl, but most of my anger is directed towards the parents. What is to prevent them from obtaining green cards on the basis of employment? Would it not be worth risking for the potential betterment of your child? It's a very heated issue for me on so many levels, and I won't go into my feelings on illegal immigration.
Tomorrow is one of those horizon days. :) I love days without structure. It's so nice knowing that for one day, there is no set wakeup time. For one day, I can complete tasks solely on my own clock. Bliss.
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