This weekend marks the anniversary of my Dad's favorite weekend each year. We always attended "The Kirkland Family Reunion" and my father would call everyone to remind them to be there. He thought he could urge most people to be there...and it worked!
This evening as I'm watching the evening news about local robberies, school stabbings and seeing the national news covering calls for war in Syria. I'm disgusted. I can still hear Dad asking, "What the hell is wrong with people now?" Dad was an optimist and he thought all people had good in them.
These things have me thinking of the old man. When he would call relatives to remind them about the reunion he would also include the phrase, "You know this might be my last year to be there!" But I always thought he would be here for it. His health usually improved right before the reunion, probably from his excitement to see everyone. 2012 turned out to be his last.
Dad's smirk, smile and laughter are some of the things I miss most about him. His attitude is impossible to replace, it was contagious. He had the gift of spreading smiles to those around him. He earned my respect and admiration, I wish I were more like him.
I hope others remember him fondly too. This weekend will keep him in my mind. I wish I still had him to hug and tell him how much I loved and appreciated him.
9/6/13
9/4/13
BANG!
In a few more days, it's been a month (Aug 11th) since I fell 14 feet off a second story onto the bottom floor of a house. I broke my left hip, left elbow, left wrist and cracked my skull open pretty good as well. No longer sporting a neck-brace, I'm literally disabled right now, unable to do some things for myself.
Rather than sniveling about it, I'm able to get some things done, just nothing physical. It's going to be alright! I've got to figure out ways to make income using my useable skills, not my back.
I've got a few ideas for applications but I need more thought about them to create a winning combo. If you have an idea, submit it and I'll consider making it happen. I'll probably utilize basic4android but I'm considering others as well. My motto...simplify!!
Rather than sniveling about it, I'm able to get some things done, just nothing physical. It's going to be alright! I've got to figure out ways to make income using my useable skills, not my back.
I've got a few ideas for applications but I need more thought about them to create a winning combo. If you have an idea, submit it and I'll consider making it happen. I'll probably utilize basic4android but I'm considering others as well. My motto...simplify!!
8/6/13
What's next on the agenda?
After having the NSA domestic spying exposed, it's being downplayed by the current regime. Now that it's exposed, they need to justify having it. In order to justify using Xkeyscore and their other tools, they need a large scale terroristic threat. It doesn't even have to be real. It only needs to seem that they took drastic measures because of a "serious" threat. Nothing will happen, hype it in the media and hail the NSA's tools as "saving American lives!"
In order to sell the American public that their spying isn't as extensive as we were told by Snowden, they will have to fail at stopping a threat. Lives will be lost or sacrificed because they just won't be able to gather enough information to stop every threat. Keep your eyes open for another suicide bombing, quite probably by another domestic terrorist that they could not foresee even with the tools at their disposal. Once that happens and Americans are sold that we need the NSA spying on us, we're screwed.
Shortly afterward, there will be lists of domestic American threats. Groups that they can deem as evil. Their harshest critics will be on these lists. Watch for influential people to be caught in scandals. They'll be framed for all sorts of charges, child porn, sabotage, gun charges, etc. Once some of the powerful voices against them are locked up, they will have even more control and fear of retalliation.
There will be demonstrations but they will be dismissed as kooks. There may even be a few attacks by extremists who see this as a takeover of America. That's when they will get serious about disarming citizens. They've already limited ammunition to the point that lots of the weapons will be unusable. It's all part of the plan. So keep doing your job, paying your bills, watching TV and being oblivious to the world around you. That's how the Nazis convinced their entire country to do their bidding, hyping themselves as the greatest country in the world.
Here's another story about more questionable surveillance. Read it all the way through to understand the scope of what's going on.
In order to sell the American public that their spying isn't as extensive as we were told by Snowden, they will have to fail at stopping a threat. Lives will be lost or sacrificed because they just won't be able to gather enough information to stop every threat. Keep your eyes open for another suicide bombing, quite probably by another domestic terrorist that they could not foresee even with the tools at their disposal. Once that happens and Americans are sold that we need the NSA spying on us, we're screwed.
Shortly afterward, there will be lists of domestic American threats. Groups that they can deem as evil. Their harshest critics will be on these lists. Watch for influential people to be caught in scandals. They'll be framed for all sorts of charges, child porn, sabotage, gun charges, etc. Once some of the powerful voices against them are locked up, they will have even more control and fear of retalliation.
There will be demonstrations but they will be dismissed as kooks. There may even be a few attacks by extremists who see this as a takeover of America. That's when they will get serious about disarming citizens. They've already limited ammunition to the point that lots of the weapons will be unusable. It's all part of the plan. So keep doing your job, paying your bills, watching TV and being oblivious to the world around you. That's how the Nazis convinced their entire country to do their bidding, hyping themselves as the greatest country in the world.
Here's another story about more questionable surveillance. Read it all the way through to understand the scope of what's going on.
7/27/13
Twice Cooked Tater Cakes
These were an experiment today. We'll see if they're a hit tonight.
Twice cooked tater cakes
While the potatoes are cooking, coat a skillet with a little olive oil, heating with medium high heat. Dice onions. Roll the ham slices up and slice small slices crosswise, separating them into tiny bits. Carmelize the onions and ham together in the hot skillet. Cook until the ham is browned. Add the ham and onion to your mashed potatoes mixing it all thoroughly. Add the shredded cheese and stir again just enough to have bits of cheese throughout. Place the bowl in the refrigerator.
In a zippered bag, place the crackers, bread crumbs and chips inside and seal it shut. Roll the ingredients with a rolling pin until you have a coarse meal. Unzip and pour onto a platter for your dredge.
Once the potatoes have cooled scoop out and make small patties. (wet your hands before making patties) Dredge the patties until they are coated with the meal and stack them on a platter until you've made all your patties. Place the platter into the freezer for 15 minutes.
Heat a skillet coated with a 1/4" of olive oil until it's nearly smoking hot. Brown off your patties on both sides. (approximately 1 minute each side) Sprinkle with salt right out of the pan. Serve!
Twice cooked tater cakes
- 5 baking size potatoes
- 10 slices of deli sliced ham
- 1/2 large onion
- 1 stick of butter
- 3 tablespoons of ranch dressing
- 1 teaspoon of salt
- 1/2 cup grated cheddar cheese
- 1/2 cup of seasoned bread crumbs
- 1/2 sleeve of Ritz crackers
- handful of Garden tomato and basil potato chips
While the potatoes are cooking, coat a skillet with a little olive oil, heating with medium high heat. Dice onions. Roll the ham slices up and slice small slices crosswise, separating them into tiny bits. Carmelize the onions and ham together in the hot skillet. Cook until the ham is browned. Add the ham and onion to your mashed potatoes mixing it all thoroughly. Add the shredded cheese and stir again just enough to have bits of cheese throughout. Place the bowl in the refrigerator.
In a zippered bag, place the crackers, bread crumbs and chips inside and seal it shut. Roll the ingredients with a rolling pin until you have a coarse meal. Unzip and pour onto a platter for your dredge.
Once the potatoes have cooled scoop out and make small patties. (wet your hands before making patties) Dredge the patties until they are coated with the meal and stack them on a platter until you've made all your patties. Place the platter into the freezer for 15 minutes.
Heat a skillet coated with a 1/4" of olive oil until it's nearly smoking hot. Brown off your patties on both sides. (approximately 1 minute each side) Sprinkle with salt right out of the pan. Serve!
7/25/13
Educate The Masses
Colleges and universities are archaic, unneeded, broken systems. It's time that we embraced technology and dumped our costly education system. We need a new approach.
What's the biggest hurdle in acquiring higher education? Funding! The price of a formal education has skyrocketed yet the courses are still the same. Why are students required to attend classes on campus? Tuition! It's all about draining every penny they can get from you. Why are books so expensive? Greed! Lots of professors require books to be purchased for their classes that they wrote!
So let's think about some solutions, shall we?
What's the biggest hurdle in acquiring higher education? Funding! The price of a formal education has skyrocketed yet the courses are still the same. Why are students required to attend classes on campus? Tuition! It's all about draining every penny they can get from you. Why are books so expensive? Greed! Lots of professors require books to be purchased for their classes that they wrote!
So let's think about some solutions, shall we?
- Tuition: Online classes are the most cost effective way to teach. All professors are not up to speed with today's technology but they should adapt or be consumed. No building and maintenance costs would reduce the price of education significantly. Online classes do have some hurdles with student and professor communication lacking. It can certainly be improved.
- Books: This one is pretty simple. Rather than gouging students, even with used books, textbooks should be digitized. Anyone should be able to download their required reading material, for free, with their student credentials. Textbooks could be read on Android, iDevices, Kindle, Nook, etc. There is no reason for hard copies unless the students want to print them out.
- Funding: Student loans are ridiculously expensive. The amount of money that most are required to finance is unforgivable. If costs were reduced this problem would fix itself.
7/14/13
My Big Day
In 3 days it will be 6 months since my Dad passed away. Although I still think of him everyday, at least I don't start crying all the time anymore. The void that left with him will never be filled and I'm learning to deal with it, one day at a time.
I turned 49 years old today. That's old to some of you, young for others. Over the years I've found a lot of good friends and I've been lucky enough to reconnect with many of them using Facebook. Today I was bombarded with great birthday wishes and I tried to respond to each and every one personally. I genuinely care and appreciate the time others put into extending best wishes.
So...I've had a great day cutting up with some of my friends. I even caught a bunch of crap from some who try to drag you down. As weird as it sounds, I'm thankful for them too! They keep me motivated so that I don't let my appearance go to hell. I'm not as handsome as I was at 30, but who the hell is at 49? I'm very comfortable in my own skin.
I've had a great lazy day, just goofing around and not accomplishing any tasks. I even took a nap. Now I'm having a few adult beverages, preparing for the next year of my life. I hope that I can live up to the expectations of everyone who surrounds me. I cherish friendships as well as family. I'm thankful to have so many people who love me, know me...and tolerate me.
Thanks for being there for me. Even the people who barely remember me, you've all affected me in my life. I'm grateful for that! Peace and love, TJ
I turned 49 years old today. That's old to some of you, young for others. Over the years I've found a lot of good friends and I've been lucky enough to reconnect with many of them using Facebook. Today I was bombarded with great birthday wishes and I tried to respond to each and every one personally. I genuinely care and appreciate the time others put into extending best wishes.
So...I've had a great day cutting up with some of my friends. I even caught a bunch of crap from some who try to drag you down. As weird as it sounds, I'm thankful for them too! They keep me motivated so that I don't let my appearance go to hell. I'm not as handsome as I was at 30, but who the hell is at 49? I'm very comfortable in my own skin.
I've had a great lazy day, just goofing around and not accomplishing any tasks. I even took a nap. Now I'm having a few adult beverages, preparing for the next year of my life. I hope that I can live up to the expectations of everyone who surrounds me. I cherish friendships as well as family. I'm thankful to have so many people who love me, know me...and tolerate me.
Thanks for being there for me. Even the people who barely remember me, you've all affected me in my life. I'm grateful for that! Peace and love, TJ
3/7/13
Remembrance
I haven't posted anything at all on my blog since Dad died. Grief can be overwhelming. It's been nearly two months (1-17-2013) and I'm not as tough as I thought. I still start crying when someone asks how he's doing, because they don't even know he's gone.
When I was young, I know that I was a pretty sorry excuse for a human being. I was a liar and a thief, I was on a fast track to incarceration. My Dad changed that in me. He taught me to pay my bills first, work hard, be reliable, and do as you say you will. As it turns out, he molded me into a decent guy. I'm thankful for his guidance and patience with me...because I was a handful. I can't even describe how much influence he had on me but this isn't about me.
Thomas Jenkins Tinner, Tom Tinner, Dad, Pops, One arm bandit, Tomjtexas were just some of the names he was known by...but they all mean the same thing to me, my father.
He worked his ass off his entire life to make things better for our family. When he was 8 years old, he built a cart to haul groceries for ladies from the grocery store in San Francisco so they wouldn't need to carry groceries home. He made more money doing that than his stepfather made in his job. Granny, (Dad's mother) told me that was a fact...he was the primary wage earner when he was 8, working for tips. That's the kind of work ethic he had.
He picked cotton and advanced to running machinery in a cotton gin as a child. When he was 15 he ran a huge loom, making fabric. They're family traveled around making money where they could. He ended up working in a DDT factory loading train cars with poison. That was the most influential job he ever had...he developed a lifelong cough while working there.
He joined the Navy in 1951, during the Korean conflict, stationed in Atsugi Japan riding the USS Essex (CV-9) where he re-enlisted in 1955. He wanted to make a career in the Navy but he had a car accident in 1958, while on leave, where he lost his left arm. He came very close to dying at that time. He nearly bled to death while in the hospital waiting to be transferred to a military hospital.
During his recovery from losing his arm, he got into a fight with a guy...and Dad hurt the other guy pretty bad. It got him into a lot of trouble because they nearly kicked him out of the Navy with a dishonorable discharge. He ended up getting a "General" discharge because of that incident. That incident may cause my mother to not be able to collect any of the benefits my father earned while being in the Navy. She's 73 with two knee replacements and really isn't qualified to work anymore either. Pretty stupid over an argument!
I'm not sure how it happened but the Navy doesn't recognize his years of serving from '51-55. I have his immunization records from 1952 so I can prove that he served during the Korean conflict but she's denied any benefits because they say he didn't serve during wartime.
I'll have to post what he did after he lost his arm because that's just another amazing chapter in his life...
When I was young, I know that I was a pretty sorry excuse for a human being. I was a liar and a thief, I was on a fast track to incarceration. My Dad changed that in me. He taught me to pay my bills first, work hard, be reliable, and do as you say you will. As it turns out, he molded me into a decent guy. I'm thankful for his guidance and patience with me...because I was a handful. I can't even describe how much influence he had on me but this isn't about me.
Thomas Jenkins Tinner, Tom Tinner, Dad, Pops, One arm bandit, Tomjtexas were just some of the names he was known by...but they all mean the same thing to me, my father.
He worked his ass off his entire life to make things better for our family. When he was 8 years old, he built a cart to haul groceries for ladies from the grocery store in San Francisco so they wouldn't need to carry groceries home. He made more money doing that than his stepfather made in his job. Granny, (Dad's mother) told me that was a fact...he was the primary wage earner when he was 8, working for tips. That's the kind of work ethic he had.
He picked cotton and advanced to running machinery in a cotton gin as a child. When he was 15 he ran a huge loom, making fabric. They're family traveled around making money where they could. He ended up working in a DDT factory loading train cars with poison. That was the most influential job he ever had...he developed a lifelong cough while working there.
He joined the Navy in 1951, during the Korean conflict, stationed in Atsugi Japan riding the USS Essex (CV-9) where he re-enlisted in 1955. He wanted to make a career in the Navy but he had a car accident in 1958, while on leave, where he lost his left arm. He came very close to dying at that time. He nearly bled to death while in the hospital waiting to be transferred to a military hospital.
During his recovery from losing his arm, he got into a fight with a guy...and Dad hurt the other guy pretty bad. It got him into a lot of trouble because they nearly kicked him out of the Navy with a dishonorable discharge. He ended up getting a "General" discharge because of that incident. That incident may cause my mother to not be able to collect any of the benefits my father earned while being in the Navy. She's 73 with two knee replacements and really isn't qualified to work anymore either. Pretty stupid over an argument!
I'm not sure how it happened but the Navy doesn't recognize his years of serving from '51-55. I have his immunization records from 1952 so I can prove that he served during the Korean conflict but she's denied any benefits because they say he didn't serve during wartime.
I'll have to post what he did after he lost his arm because that's just another amazing chapter in his life...
1/9/13
Exit Stage Left!
From 1997-2000, I was a member of fighter squadron one five four. (VF-154) We were called the Black Knights, stationed in Atsugi Japan. Our squadron was comprised of a bunch of F-14 Tomcats and a ton of personnel who kept them flying. Our birds were old but they were still the baddest birds in the air! Being old aircraft, they required tons of maintenance to keep them at peak performance in case we were needed. That meant lots of man hours and our squadron was by far the hardest working squadron on Atsugi base. While all the hornet squadrons were out partying, we were diligently working on jets.When the show went airborne, we were the cock of the walk! Every time we had airshows, most of the people came to see the Tomcats.
We worked longer hours than everyone else on base. So in September of 2000, my time in the navy was coming to a close. I had 43 days of leave saved up so I could return home earlier than my projected date of December 16th. I had to ask for permission to exit using my leave for an early extension. The Commander of the squadron denied my early exit. I was devastated because my Dad had been told that he was terminally ill. I wanted to get home as soon as possible because I was afraid that I wouldn't get to see Dad again. I put in another request...denied! So I called Dad and told him the news and he said, "We'll see about that! Put in another request son!" I put in one more request and was told that I had to see the Skipper.
To tell you the truth, I can't even remember which skipper was in charge at the time. We were close to a changing of command ceremony and I felt like I was getting the run around. Anyway, I get called in and the skipper asks me why should I deserve to run out on my "shipmates" and go home. I let the guy have it with both barrels...I said, "I've had a belly full of this shit, I work my ass off with no appreciation, my Dad is terminally ill and I've served my time. I deserve to go home!" He didn't say anything for about a minute...which seemed like an eternity, and I thought I was going to the brig. He said, "I got papers from your father's doctor that says you need to get home now!" I was on my way home from Atsugi in 5 days. It took another 10 days while checking out when I got back stateside. I was home on October 11th, my Mom's birthday. For the five days I was still in Atsugi, lots of the folks chuckled about me telling the skipper that "I've had a belly full of this shit...."
Dad was diagnosed as terminally ill with COPD back in 2000. I've been taking care of him since 2003 and he's lasted more than 9 years. I'm grateful that I got to spend this much time with him. He's a former sailor too and I wish him "fair winds and following seas!"
We worked longer hours than everyone else on base. So in September of 2000, my time in the navy was coming to a close. I had 43 days of leave saved up so I could return home earlier than my projected date of December 16th. I had to ask for permission to exit using my leave for an early extension. The Commander of the squadron denied my early exit. I was devastated because my Dad had been told that he was terminally ill. I wanted to get home as soon as possible because I was afraid that I wouldn't get to see Dad again. I put in another request...denied! So I called Dad and told him the news and he said, "We'll see about that! Put in another request son!" I put in one more request and was told that I had to see the Skipper.
To tell you the truth, I can't even remember which skipper was in charge at the time. We were close to a changing of command ceremony and I felt like I was getting the run around. Anyway, I get called in and the skipper asks me why should I deserve to run out on my "shipmates" and go home. I let the guy have it with both barrels...I said, "I've had a belly full of this shit, I work my ass off with no appreciation, my Dad is terminally ill and I've served my time. I deserve to go home!" He didn't say anything for about a minute...which seemed like an eternity, and I thought I was going to the brig. He said, "I got papers from your father's doctor that says you need to get home now!" I was on my way home from Atsugi in 5 days. It took another 10 days while checking out when I got back stateside. I was home on October 11th, my Mom's birthday. For the five days I was still in Atsugi, lots of the folks chuckled about me telling the skipper that "I've had a belly full of this shit...."
Dad was diagnosed as terminally ill with COPD back in 2000. I've been taking care of him since 2003 and he's lasted more than 9 years. I'm grateful that I got to spend this much time with him. He's a former sailor too and I wish him "fair winds and following seas!"
12/18/12
Close Call
After going over the garden this morning, we got a call from Dad saying that we all need to get to the hospital, he was having a very hard time. My truck's battery was dead. OK, so I decided to take Dad's car to the hospital. It was low on gas so I decided to stop at Kroger for a quick fill up on the way.
I got onto I-45 and noticed that traffic was being cut down to one lane. I exited at the Willis exit, just before traffic was at a standstill. Just as I turned into the parking lot at Kroger, a young guy bolted across in front of me and causes me to slam on the brakes. I couldn't go anywhere and just as importantly, they couldn't go anywhere because it blocked the traffic on the feeder road too. So I'm cursing about it and as soon as there was room, I went around him hurriedly getting to the gas pumps to fill up. At that point, I was just concerned about getting to the hospital.
About 45 seconds later, that same kid pulls up into the stall next to me while I'm filling up the car. The only reason I recognized him was the doo-rag on his head. So I'm filling up the car and think, "Great, now I'm gonna have to kick somebody's ass over stupidity! I don't have time for this." The kid gets out of the car with a chrome pistol in the front of his pants, staring at me and patting the handle of the pistol. He turned around and gathered trash out of his car and put it in the trash can right next to me. He didn't say anything and neither did I.
Had this been a normal morning where I wasn't worrying about Dad, I would have met the guy before he got out of the car so I could slam his head with the door as he tried to get out. I think it's a pretty good thing that I wasn't feeling like a badass. It may have prevented me from being another corpse. We exchanged stares but he got into his car and drove away as I finished filling up the car.
It was weird because it could have been a major thing in my life...but 30 minutes later I was talking to Dad's doctor and thinking nothing about it. I spent the rest of the day with Dad and didn't even think about it until I got home. Now I'm glad I wasn't aggressive! I sure would like to see if Kroger has video at their pumps.
I got onto I-45 and noticed that traffic was being cut down to one lane. I exited at the Willis exit, just before traffic was at a standstill. Just as I turned into the parking lot at Kroger, a young guy bolted across in front of me and causes me to slam on the brakes. I couldn't go anywhere and just as importantly, they couldn't go anywhere because it blocked the traffic on the feeder road too. So I'm cursing about it and as soon as there was room, I went around him hurriedly getting to the gas pumps to fill up. At that point, I was just concerned about getting to the hospital.
About 45 seconds later, that same kid pulls up into the stall next to me while I'm filling up the car. The only reason I recognized him was the doo-rag on his head. So I'm filling up the car and think, "Great, now I'm gonna have to kick somebody's ass over stupidity! I don't have time for this." The kid gets out of the car with a chrome pistol in the front of his pants, staring at me and patting the handle of the pistol. He turned around and gathered trash out of his car and put it in the trash can right next to me. He didn't say anything and neither did I.
Had this been a normal morning where I wasn't worrying about Dad, I would have met the guy before he got out of the car so I could slam his head with the door as he tried to get out. I think it's a pretty good thing that I wasn't feeling like a badass. It may have prevented me from being another corpse. We exchanged stares but he got into his car and drove away as I finished filling up the car.
It was weird because it could have been a major thing in my life...but 30 minutes later I was talking to Dad's doctor and thinking nothing about it. I spent the rest of the day with Dad and didn't even think about it until I got home. Now I'm glad I wasn't aggressive! I sure would like to see if Kroger has video at their pumps.
12/16/12
God is "not allowed in schools?"
I keep seeing references that suggest that religion is no longer allowed in schools. The main one I've seen is a prayer to God asking why he didn't stop the shooting, where God's supposed reply is "I'm not allowed in schools!" This is completely FALSE! (Referring to public schools of course, as there are thousands of religious schools in the US) Implying that God would lie doesn't reinforce your point.
First of all, if you are Christian, you've been taught that God is everywhere. God is not magically prohibited from entering public schools. If you have God in your heart, then he is with you always.
Secondly, students are allowed to wear clothes depicting their faith, crosses, etc. (including burka's) Showing your faith is not banned in public schools.
Thirdly, prayer is NOT banned in schools. Students are allowed to pray as long as they're not disruptive to the class. Groups of students can pray before meals if they prefer. Students are allowed to meet before or after school for prayer. Bible study/clubs are allowed.
Fourth: Students can express their religious views/beliefs IN CLASS if it pertains to the subject being taught. For instance, History class while discussing the Inquisition, or Science class regarding Galileo etc.
Government funded schools cannot display religious items such as the ten commandments because other religions don't necessarily believe the same as Christians. As a free nation, we must respect other cultures and faiths or we cannot be considered free. The laws we have in place only restrict us from forcing our beliefs on others. They do not restrict us from practicing our chosen religion.
God is most certainly allowed in schools. Prayer is not banned. If you believe that religion is banned, you are sadly mistaken. Please, stop perpetuating this lie.
Here, you can find more facts about the subject.
First of all, if you are Christian, you've been taught that God is everywhere. God is not magically prohibited from entering public schools. If you have God in your heart, then he is with you always.
Secondly, students are allowed to wear clothes depicting their faith, crosses, etc. (including burka's) Showing your faith is not banned in public schools.
Thirdly, prayer is NOT banned in schools. Students are allowed to pray as long as they're not disruptive to the class. Groups of students can pray before meals if they prefer. Students are allowed to meet before or after school for prayer. Bible study/clubs are allowed.
Fourth: Students can express their religious views/beliefs IN CLASS if it pertains to the subject being taught. For instance, History class while discussing the Inquisition, or Science class regarding Galileo etc.
Government funded schools cannot display religious items such as the ten commandments because other religions don't necessarily believe the same as Christians. As a free nation, we must respect other cultures and faiths or we cannot be considered free. The laws we have in place only restrict us from forcing our beliefs on others. They do not restrict us from practicing our chosen religion.
God is most certainly allowed in schools. Prayer is not banned. If you believe that religion is banned, you are sadly mistaken. Please, stop perpetuating this lie.
Here, you can find more facts about the subject.
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