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tweenagers are self conscience and feel unbearably embarrassed about everything thing.
Some of the programs offered were... LAME. like the after school dance near railroad street when Janelle and Chelsie were teens.
My kids went twice and the door was locked and no one was there, they eventually closed.
You need promotion and incentives... Perhaps bringing people together with like interests, Maybe, Pet day, every kid bringing a pet gets a treat for the pet.
Find out which music is popular, make sure to have that stocked in the juke box.
I think Jacque is the right person to orchestrate something like this, and be a wonderful role model for the teens.
Oh what do I know? Pierce built a community center, we went.
We roller skated on the weekends, had beauty pageants, whole city sleep overs (girls only)
Took trips to other cities with chaperons, I didn't even know that I was privileged to share in so many experiences in a small town.
it cost five dollars to go on the 6th grade forestry tour. We stayed for three nights in the woods and visited a fire lookout station deep in the woods, I found out I was afraid of heights. Climbing that winding stair to the top was almost my undoing. There was a suspended bridge to cross over a raging river as well. I did it, but it was paralyzing fear and my fellow six graders were not very sympathetic, pretty typical for kids of that age.
Pierce didn't have crime, or much in the way of entertainment.
There wasn't that poverty hopelessness that I see in Brookings.
Most people were foresters or loggers, and the rest were supplying needs to those people. People hunted to fill the freezer for the year.
We had one department store, one gas station, one grocery,one bank,a post office,and three bars, no doctors or dentists, we had to drive forty miles for that, but if one was still alive by the time you got to Orofino, you would risk the next forty miles to Lewiston, because the doctors were better there.
If we wanted to see a movie, it was either 80 miles to Lewiston Idaho, or 40 to Orofino.
We rode snowmobiles most place, we had long winters, and mild summers.
Anyway.... back in Boise.
The crack whore was playing his blasted rap music so loud it woke me up, I will be tired tonight, and "Fearless Leader" is on one again. She isn't what we would call a team player, more of a blamer. She proceeded to yell at me about stocking milk and something else, after working all night, I wasn't in the mood, I told her, It was done, I cannot help what happens during the next 18 hours when I am not here. I gave her a look, she flinched and shut up, so apparently I looked quite fierce. SIGH..
six weeks six weeks, is my mantra.
Last night I had naked people in the parking lot, people on the roof, drug deals going down in the alley.
that had me wondering, what will the weekend be like.