Saturday, December 16, 2006

Who needs Disneyland?

Remember field trips?

You know back in high school or elementary school, you and the class would get on the big yellow bus with the teacher a couple of chaperones. Get your parents to sign a permission letter. Maybe you would visit a museum, or go roller-skating, ice-skating, Chuck E. Cheese’s, take a nature hike, hit the beach or lake or if the carnival was in town, or the state fair, or maybe even go-karting.

It didn’t really matter where you were going, everyone loved field trips just because it meant you didn’t have to go to school and only those suckers that didn’t get their permission slip signed had to stay behind and clean the chalk boards or something.

Well, after hearing this story a couple of days ago, you can add another destination to the roster of field trip possibilities. What better place to take a high school field trip then a...wait for it... maximum-security state penitentiary.

That’s right, you are not misreading this, friend of a friend was talking about her field trip to a maximum-security prison. Don’t get it twisted, this wasn’t a Scared Straight type program or a cautionary tale to D.A.R.E. to keep the kids off drugs. It was a field trip designed to show the kids the prison, give them a tour, explain the history of it, basically show ‘em around the joint.

When you think about it, this is a great idea. What better place to take a group of high school students than a maximum state prison? Who better to parade in front of rapists, murderers and pedophiles than a bunch of high school girls?

Get this, besides touring the grounds, they got to visit the cells, and even had the opportunity to eat with the prison population in the cafeteria. Apparently, according to my source, the cuisine left a little to be desired. How’s this for a bonus?

“We even got to see a fight!”

Man, I don’t think I would have gotten mom to sign the slip for this one.

Visit the joint or clean the chalkboards? Label me a sucker, those boards are important and someone's gotta clean 'em, where do I sign up?

I guess the roller rink was closed that day.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

well...

at least it' not a trip to the dr. phil show...

maybe they can watch bum fights for students thinking of a career in vagabondism