In the recent years we have witnessed our youth go through a sudden phase of pill popping to get high. I think I know why this has happened. It all stems from our school system. That’s a radical statement to make but read this quick story of my childhood and you may come to the same conclusions as I have.
My name is Fred Harper III. I was born and raised in Pittsburgh, PA. Life was beautiful back then. Until one day my life suddenly went thru a drastic change around the age of 10, when my mother decided to up and move from Pittsburgh all the way to Alabama, in search of a better life. I was devastated. I had already established my life in the burgh. I had friends, family and probably my childhood sweetheart that I looked forward to seeing every day at school. I was already set in my ways as well. I’m an up north city boy; I didn’t have any business being down south.
When I got there it was immediately noticeable to me how different things were. My first day of class in the Alabama school system was a complete culture shock. I went from a classroom filled with Moors (Black people), to only having 5 of us in a classroom of 22 students. I remember the number so vividly because I didn’t have many friends in the beginning. This southern environment differed so much from what I was used to. Up north, kids develop faster due to the faster paced lifestyle. Growing and maturing faster does not always equal a good thing, but I digress.
I was treated so differently at this new school, a school that was predominantly Caucasian. I naturally didn’t like some of the same things that the other students liked. I viewed life differently than them. Being that my teachers were Caucasian as well they naturally didn’t understand my behavior or why I was getting into fights. The real reason was because the kids were calling me names and using racial slurs such as calling me a nigger and a monkey. So without thought or consideration the teachers labeled me as a bad student and never took the time to learn who I was. They took it to another level when they put me through a series of test that would falsely conclude that I had Attention Deficit Disorder or better known as ADD. They then prescribed me Ritalin, the drug of choice back in those days.
My mother allowed me take the Ritalin medication because the teachers said it was best for me. All she wanted was the best for me, hence the reason we moved to the south. She had no clue that the pills would have such a negative effect on me. She like most young black parents are clueless of the negative impact these medications have on children. Ritalin depleted my soul, mind and body of everything it had. I felt like the pills were killing me. I used to get stomach and headaches all the time. I never felt like myself when I was taking the pills.
Out of nowhere one day I had a voila moment; I thought to myself, I am not sick, my head doesn’t hurt, neither does my stomach, so I spit out the pill I was supposed to take and told myself that I was not taking them anymore. Taking the pills didn’t make any sense to me; my grades were good with or without the Ritalin.
Making the decision at the age of twelve to never take pills again, was one of the best decisions of my life. Today, Ritalin is off the market and they no longer diagnose people with ADD. They have changed the disease’s name from ADD to Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder or ADHD.
There is a high correlation between adult drug abusers and kids that were medicated with “behavioral” drugs. Once you are on drugs such as Ritalin and many others, your body starts to have chemical reactions and cravings for these drugs. I believe the recent craze of popping Molly’s and ecstasy pills, stem from growing up in a school system that has our youth popping pills from an early age. It introduces the idea of taking a pill as the cure to your problems. Not saying that all people are or were popping ecstasy and Molly’s to heal their problems, they may have been taking them for partying purposes. But either way the use of drugs has already been introduced and pushed into a lot of our kids’ psyches from an early age. This makes for an easier transition into a life of drugs for a person who took prescribed medications as a child to an adult who is now taking street medications.
Who knows what would have happened if I had stayed on that poisonous medication. Would I still be a college graduate who is trying to warn you of the dangers of taking medications or a drug addict? It is my prayer that the kings and queens with children take the time to listen to your child; you know what may be wrong with your child. Please don’t let another person diagnose your child with a disease that more than likely isn’t true. Most times they prescribe these drugs to our children as means to receive more funding from the state. A lot of teachers especially those who don’t genuinely care, will do anything (i.e. prescribe unnecessary medications) to your child to make their day easier, just so they can get a check. More than likely there is nothing wrong with your child, and if there is, please do not allow for another person to tell you so. Take the time with your kid to find out what may be troubling him or her.
I have a child now and I will do anything to prevent the cycle. If you are in a situation where the school is telling you that your little prince or princess need to take drugs for behavioral reasons, please thoroughly research the ill effects these drugs have on children. These drugs can also cause a man to be impotent and docile in which I believe is part of a larger plan. Lock up the strong men, while making the young men docile and not able to produce more men. If my goal was to control a population, I would do the same thing.
If you have kids and are interested in learning more on this subject, please do a YouTube search of Dr. Umar Johnson. Watch as many lectures of his that you can. I promise that you and your child will greatly benefit from his information.
Let’s work to keep our kids off of pills and away from a life of drugs whether it is prescriptions or street meds. Give your kid a pill of love, truth and honesty and they will live a prosperous and righteous life. Thanks for reading and tell me a similar story in the comment section below.
Edited by Cliff Green