Fan Friday—Let’s Talk about Protesting


A lot of protesting in the news the last few years, like Ferguson and Baltimore, the Bundy stand-off; just to name two. And people can argue both sides, all day long. I’ve talked about Ferguson, particularly since it’s so close to me, and I’ve tried to be fair and to boil things down to the facts themselves without emotion.

I haven’t really looked into the Bundy situation—people, again, argue both sides and it’s hard for me to know where the truth lies. I draw the line, however, at making fun of anyone protesting, anyone who believes, in their hearts, that they’re right.

Notice I said the protestors, not the armchair gurus. They’re fair game.

The other night, a friend called me, absolutely beside herself and very angry over the treatment of a another individual whom she knows well. I do not know this person, but I DO know my friend and have known her for 46 years—in case you’re doing the math, we met when I was six and she was seven. In spite of distance, we’ve been very close all these years.

What her story boiled down to is this:

During the 2014-15 school year, my friend M and her family hosted a Chinese exchange student who attended the same Christian school as their own children. In December 2014, the student’s mother decided that her son was doing well, so she contacted the school, Veritas Christian Academy in Virginia, and asked about re-enrollment the following year, 2015-16, or this current school year.

Typically, student tuition is paid here on a monthly basis; the mother was told she had to pay the full amount upfront, in December 2014, for a school year that wouldn’t begin for nine months: $13,000.00. There was no enrollment fee or placeholder fee, just tuition, immediately. After some back-and-forth, she agreed to do so and wired the money.

In April 2015, last spring, she discovered that she had obtained a post-doc medical research position in Wisconsin, and naturally, since she would now be coming to the same country as her son, wanted him to live with her. She contacted the school and asked for a tuition refund.

The headmaster refused.

Now, I could speculate on his reasons: financial difficulties for the school, past and present; costly school expansion; perhaps others.

The mother kept asking for a refund; M discovered what was happening, and she and her husband spoke with the mother, reviewed correspondence, and soon others were coming forward to discuss the matter with them, as the headmaster himself had begun to speak about the situation.

He accused the mother of blackmail, simply because her situation had changed and she’d asked for a refund for a product, if you will, that hadn’t been delivered and would not be delivered for nearly five more months. He also told her that if she spoke to anyone, he would file suit against her for this supposed blackmail.

Finally, he agreed to reimburse her at the rate of $1,000.00 per month—and option he never gave her in the first place—beginning in August 2015.

She received a check that month, for $1000.00.

And not a dime since then.

THIS is why people are angry and upset. THIS is why I posted about it on my Facebook page the other day. Because THIS is wrong, on so many levels.

If you know me, if you trust me, you know I would not make up something like this just for funsies. Yes, I did call for those who were so inclined to leave a review on the school’s FB page; if you heard of any business who treated a client or customer so poorly, would you not speak up?

I did. And within minutes of my post, the school hid all their reviews from the public. I don’t know how many of you posted reviews, it doesn’t matter. They were horribly skewed in the first place, since most posters had the same surname as the headmaster.

M and her husband had recently reviewed it as well, and were subsequently blocked from the page. Others may be too, as all the kids in the high school program left and did not return this year.

Non-Christians often complain about Christians who exhibit less-than-stellar behavior. Christians, however, do not have a market on good behavior—we are all sinners, after all. But publicly demonstrating non-Christian values on a consistent basis, as this headmaster has done, does not make for a good witness.

I will add that this school is for-profit business, and of course, they can conduct that business however they wish. But to do it in God’s name is simply wrong. That is the crux of the matter.

I’ve had experience with this very situation, years ago. My kids attended a Christian school, albeit non-profit, and I had enrolled them for the following year. In June, we decided to move out-of-state and we informed the school. The school initially required that we continue to make monthly tuition payments, even though the new year hadn’t begun and our boys would be educated in another state, hundreds of miles away.

They even mentioned a lawsuit.

Without going into detail, I prevailed. It was wrong for them to require payment. Period. Just as withholding the refund is wrong of Veritas Christian Academy.

Some people will contend that it was wrong of me to ask others to review the school. Or to talk about the situation. Or ostensibly condemn the headmaster and school. Maybe it was. I’m not perfect. But I do know wrong from right and I felt the need to speak up.

We’ve all heard about sock puppet book reviews and we’ve all read articles about restaurants and other businesses who are slammed with bad reviews for no reason or for bogus reasons, and you can compare that to this without the religious component if you wish.

But Christianity is at the heart of this situation. The headmaster was approached privately, with witnesses, and now this has escalated to public censure. Sometimes, I simply shake my head and wonder how man can be so clueless . . .

 

 

Fan Friday—Resolutions


I’m sure most people think about making those New Year’s resolutions, and many actually do. I’d like to know the percentage of people who follow through and keep them for a month, or six, or even all year . . .

I don’t need to make any this year, because I found the ones I’d written for both 2005 and 2009.

Let’s take a look:

2005—

Lose 10 pounds

Stop smoking

Do one fun thing with kids each week

Have one date with Dennis each week

Ten years ago. How did I do? Well, I’ve certainly lost those ten pounds; and found them, and lost them. I did not stop smoking. My bad. Do one fun thing with the kids each week? Can’t remember back that far, but currently my kids are 29, 23, and 18. “Fun” and “mom” don’t really go together anymore . . .

Dates with my husband? Well, in the past year those consist of things like laying floor tile or installing cabinets . . . Do we party or what??

Let’s look at 2009—

Buy one carton, stop smoking when finished

Lose 30 pounds – XXX start

Declutter and downsize stuff

Finish genealogy project

Finish novel

Finish degree

Hmm. Again with the smoking. Still not there. Lose 30 pounds?? WTH?? Well, the good news is that I also wrote down my current weight, and that hasn’t changed. And no, I’m not telling!

Declutter and downsize. Well, in November of 2010 we moved into this house, and now we’re moving to the farm, so yes, this is happening!

Finish my genealogy project. Okay, maybe in ten years . . . honestly, it’s such a huge project, and ongoing, and . . . well, I do still work on it. Sometimes.

Finish novel. YAY! I did this, three times! I did not do it in 2009, but 2012-2013, and that wasn’t the book I was talking about then, but yes, goal accomplished!

Finish my degree. Well, this one is a long story:

I graduated high school a year early, at the end of my junior year. High school was not fun, it was a PITA. So I went off to college.

Five times.

Never could manage more than a semester or two at a time, I don’t know why. So finally, around 2005 I think, I decided to look up how many hours I had finished. It took a while, since I didn’t quite remember all the schools I’d attended, but then I remembered the last one (okay, the third and the fifth, same school) and discovered they had an online program now.

Glory be.

I signed up and finished about 60 hours in a year. Almost there!

Then we moved back to STL, and I planned to CLEP the rest but that was about when my middle kid decided to go nuts. I was a little busy dealing with all that—police, DFS, juvie, military school, etc., etc. So I bit the bullet and enrolled again. 3.9. thankyouverymuch, until that damn algebra could no longer be avoided.

And try, I did—I emailed profs, deans, college president. No dice. But I did manage a D. As my daughter would say, “D is for degree!”

May of 2011. Finally. Only took me 30 years. Oy.

So there’s a brief, if incomplete, history of my New Year’s resolutions. I’m sure there are more around somewhere, but my computer can’t find them. And I’m equally sure I didn’t handwrite them; those kinds of things can be found by anyone!

Basically, each year, my NYRs are the same things: to get healthier and to get things done. I don’t think I need a list for that, I know what they are—apparently the same things I’ve been working on for years. Decades. Good grief. I should know them by now.

And I do. And I will.

So there.