It’s been a while longer….

Books I’ve read in January:

  1. Death by Suburb-David L. Goetz X
  2. Blindside-Michael Lewis X
  3. Meditations on the Psalms-Dietrich Bonhoeffer X
  4. Born to Run-Christopher McDougall X
  5. Currently Reading: Freakonomics, A Rogue Economist Explores the Hidden Side of Everything.

So as my lovely roommate recently told me, it’s been a while since I’ve blogged. I’m not very good at this blogging thing. I’d like to be better. I have to blog every week this semester since I’m getting internship credit at my job. So for now, I’m going to dip into my internship blog and post what I just wrote on here. I’m sorry, it’s kind of a downer post.

Until I started working at TEEM I never thought much about the weather conditions. In past years during the snow and ice storms we’ve had it becomes an exciting 4 day weekend to be off school and hang out with friends. We bundle up with our numerous layers of warm clothes, go out to play in the snow and get wet and tired. But after it’s over we have a warm change of clothes, a warm house, blankets and coffee waiting for us when we come back. Even a trip out to get food often is not that big of a deal because we have heated cars with four wheel drive to make a quick run to the grocery store. Until I started working at TEEM I viewed winter storms as a weekend of fun and a break from the everyday. Even though I still love it when the snow comes and the fun we have on our weekend breaks….I now cannot help but think of my friends on the streets, my friends who make their homes under bridges and on park benches. Where can they escape from the ice and snow? They can’t choose to leave the winter elements, they have to battle them. While I can choose to stay in the snow for a hour or 3 hours, they’ve been outside this whole weekend. Even though there are shelters in Oklahoma City, they are overcrowded because of the weather so there isn’t room for everyone. But even then, based on their criminal history, a violent offender is not allowed a place in the shelter and so he has to weather the storm on the streets because of his or her crime.

Never again can I be completely happy about the weather when I know my friends and our students are fighting and living in the midst of those elements with no way to escape them.

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