Babies Having Babies
Tara D. Frazier Frazier
Mr.Bluhm Page 1
ENG 110
05/21/2013
Babies Having Babies
It’s a gloomy, rainy day when I see the young girl sitting at the bus terminal in a yellow rain slicker. She sits alone, soaking wet. My seventeen year old daughter elbows me leaning her head in the direction of the young girl who is obviously very pregnant and whispers, “Mom, how pregnant do you think she is?” which she immediately follows with, “Man, she’s young!” I take a closer look at the girl who is nothing more than a child thinking she can’t be more than fifteen and am instantly transported back to my senior year in high school. I shiver thinking of my childhood friend Amity and all she went through to have her baby at seventeen. All the teasing and ridicule she had to endure. I look again at the young girl waiting at the bus terminal in the yellow rain slicker and wonder; do we have a moral obligation to help our countries babies having babies? Should we as a society continue to watch them suffer or should we reach out a helping hand? Can one person helping one child really make a difference?
I remember growing up it was not cool to get pregnant before you graduated high school. We did not have MTV’s Teen Mom’s or the hit movie Juno as role models. When I was young I remember watching after school specials about how getting pregnant would make you an outcast and how hard your life would be if you had to raise a baby all on your own at a young age. Now we watch Lifetime movies about cheerleaders’ that make a pact to all get pregnant like it is cool. Frazier Page 2
In the ‘50s, these poor girls were sent away to boarding schools or nunneries to have their babies in secret then they were forced to give them up. In the ‘70s, many pregnant mothers just ran away from home beginning the trend of teenagers out there all alone fending for themselves with a baby on the way. In the ‘90’s, my friend Amity lived through hell at school
Mr.Bluhm Page 1
ENG 110
05/21/2013
Babies Having Babies
It’s a gloomy, rainy day when I see the young girl sitting at the bus terminal in a yellow rain slicker. She sits alone, soaking wet. My seventeen year old daughter elbows me leaning her head in the direction of the young girl who is obviously very pregnant and whispers, “Mom, how pregnant do you think she is?” which she immediately follows with, “Man, she’s young!” I take a closer look at the girl who is nothing more than a child thinking she can’t be more than fifteen and am instantly transported back to my senior year in high school. I shiver thinking of my childhood friend Amity and all she went through to have her baby at seventeen. All the teasing and ridicule she had to endure. I look again at the young girl waiting at the bus terminal in the yellow rain slicker and wonder; do we have a moral obligation to help our countries babies having babies? Should we as a society continue to watch them suffer or should we reach out a helping hand? Can one person helping one child really make a difference?
I remember growing up it was not cool to get pregnant before you graduated high school. We did not have MTV’s Teen Mom’s or the hit movie Juno as role models. When I was young I remember watching after school specials about how getting pregnant would make you an outcast and how hard your life would be if you had to raise a baby all on your own at a young age. Now we watch Lifetime movies about cheerleaders’ that make a pact to all get pregnant like it is cool. Frazier Page 2
In the ‘50s, these poor girls were sent away to boarding schools or nunneries to have their babies in secret then they were forced to give them up. In the ‘70s, many pregnant mothers just ran away from home beginning the trend of teenagers out there all alone fending for themselves with a baby on the way. In the ‘90’s, my friend Amity lived through hell at school