Last week I read an article: SADD fakes deaths to teach lesson. SADD is students against drink driving grogram. This program is help teenagers not to drink and drive. At Holliston High School SADD used an untrue announcement that two of the most popular students had been killed by a drunk driver. After heard this, students began to cry and grieve, and for several minutes they believe their classmates were dead. Teachers tried to tell students that this could happen to them or someone close to them.
Some of the students and their parents got angry because they thought it was too traumatic. One girl was dismissed from school when she became highly emotional. One student said: it was the worst possible way to do it. They didn’t have to go to such an extreme that made people cry. But the school stands behind its decision to support SADD. The school believed that it would be the most effective way to make students think twice about driving while drunk or drinking at all. Most kids started saying they wouldn’t take the risk. Students swear they will never drink and drive again.
I think it is a good grogram to teach teenagers not to drink and drive. I believe teenagers’ threshold of terror is very high. Kids don’t believe something like this serious could really happen to them. And from this program they do believe this would happen to them or someone around them. There is a poem named: Death of an innocent. Here I want to share with you.
I went to a party mom, I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink mom, so I drank soda instead.
I really felt proud inside, mom, the way you said I would.
I didn’t drink and drive, mom, even though the others said I should.
I know I did the right thing, mom, I know you were always right.
Now the party is finally ending, mom, as everyone is driving out of sight.
As I got into my car, mom, I knew I’d get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.
I started to drive away, mom but as I pulled out into the road.
The other car didn’t see me, mom, and hit me like a load.
As I lay there on the pavement, mom, I hear the policeman say,
The other guy is drunk, mom, and I’m the one who will pay.
I’m lying here dying, mom, I wish you’d get here soon.
How could this happen to me, mom? My life just burst like a balloon.
There is blood all around me, mom, and most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, mom, I’ll die in a short time.
I wanted to tell you, mom, I swear I didn’t drink.
It was the others, mom. The others who didn’t think.
He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is he drank and I will die.
Why do people drink, mom? It can ruin the whole life.
I’m feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife.
The guy who hit me is walking, mom, and I don’t think it’s fair.
I’m lying here dying and all he can do id stare.
Tell brother not to cry, mom. Tell daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, mom, put: Daddy’s girl on my grave.
Someone should have told him, mom, not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, mom, I would still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, mom. I’m becoming very scared.
Please don’t cry for me, mom. When I needed you, you were always there.
I have one question, mom, before I say good bye.
I didn’t drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?
I really like this poem, I was deeply moved. I am the one who had a car accident 5 years ago. I was hit by a drunk driver. I am the lucky one who still alive, but I have some problems on my backbones and my knees, so now every week I do two times physical therapy, it hurts me all the time, I can’t sit too long, either stand too long. So when I read the poem, I felt like talking about myself.
I hope I can join the SADD or MADD programs to help others away from these risks. I wish everyone safe and healthy.
